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Shut-In Of The 'Dead'

Bronze WINNER of WPC#322: Male Lead: Zombie Invasion Takemi Kazuichi might very well be the luckiest and unluckiest person in the world. He was an orphan, and he was severely bullied in school. Because of that, he became a hikikomori, a shut-in. When he turned sixteen, he was adopted by a rich couple who loved him as if he was their own son. Unfortunately, they died in a plane crash, and Kazuichi never overcame his bad habits of being a shut-in, largely because of his preying relatives. Fast forward to four years later, Takemi Kazuichi still stayed in the house left by his late parents. He never bothered going to work or going out to socialize with people. For the lack of a better term, he was a rich hikikomori. He never even bothered to check the news or log in on any social media. All he did was live his life in solitude, devoid of any human interaction. One day, as he came out of the shower, he heard a strange thumping sound by the doorway. "That's weird, I didn't order any delivery today." He told himself before absent-mindedly opening the door. And what stared back didn't resemble a human at all. It was a zombie— or so that's what the first thing that came into Kazuichi's mind. Unbeknownst to him, the world had drastically changed, and he was the last one to know.

DaisukiDayoSenpai · 奇幻
分數不夠
338 Chs

Onto the Next Phase

The sky above Sector 12 was heavy with an overcast gloom, a stark contrast to the quiet, eerie calm that clung to the ruins below. Kazuichi trekked along the broken road, the distant rustle of wind brushing against his ears as he made his way toward the meeting point. Himeno would be there by now, and their mission had only just begun. But before they dove headfirst into the chaos, they had something important to do—absorb the virus from the meteorites.

His boots crunched over the debris scattered on the ground as Sector 12 came into view. The industrial zone was a forgotten relic, its skeletal structures stretching out like the remains of a war-torn battlefield. Buildings that once housed bustling activity were now hollowed out by the passage of time and the constant raids of Aberrants and zombies.

Thwip!