Prologue: Will to kill

It was night and the cold wind of the sky blew gently everywhere.

The whole area looked like a mess with cracks on the roads and most of the cars had broken windscreen and caved in sides.

It was as if a huge accident had consumed the whole area.

A couple of low and drawn out snarls could be heard in the surroundings. Loitering the streets were zombies with pale ashen skin and hollowed out eyes. Some of them even had peeled skin on their faces, and their eyeballs were dangling from their sockets.

Their steps were slow, but their appearance was grotesque and disgusting.

They kept growling and snarling as he made their way towards a tall building at the the end of the street.

Below the building, tens of zombies had also gathered and were feasting themselves on a young boy who seemed to be around 16 years of age.

All the zombies gathered around his body, climbing over themselves disorderly just to get a bite off his body.

However, what seemed strange was that despite the huge number of zombies munching on him, the boy didn't show any emotions and simply kept staring at the top of the building.

His face was indifferent and his whole body was still despite that his intestine were getting eaten by zombies.

On the top of the building was the silhouette of a man who was staring down at him with a mocking smile.

"I'm going to kill you… I'll kill you." Those were the only words he kept repeating, at that moment, he was thinking about nothing else except the thought of killing that person.

Nothing else mattered, not even the zombies mattered to him.

He felt as if his whole body was sinking; sinking deep into the abyss. The more the zombies bit into his skin, the deeper he felt himself sink further.

However, in all that darkness, the only thing that kept resounding were voices, all which were filled with hate and anger.