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Zombolution: Unleash the Undying Power

In the wake of the apocalypse, betrayal doesn't just stab you in the back—it bites. Zorvax learned this the hard way. Abandoned by those he trusted, he didn't just become another number in the legion of the undead. No, his fate was far more peculiar. "I thought death was the end... I was wrong," Zorvax mutters, his voice a gravelly echo of his former self. He's a zombie, but with a twist—he's got his human mind intact. Trapped in a decaying body with an insatiable hunger, Zorvax finds himself in a gruesome predicament that's just the beginning of his ordeal. Enter the 'Zombolution System,' a mysterious power he awakens that's as cryptic as it is potent. "They wanted a monster? I'll show them the true meaning of terror," Zorvax boasts, with a smirk only a sentient zombie could muster. This dark gift is his ticket to ascend beyond a mere walking corpse, promising to unlock abilities that could crown him the emperor of the undead. As Zorvax hones his newfound skills, the line between man and monster blurs. Will his human intellect triumph, or will the beast within claim the throne? "This world has no place for the weak," he arrogantly declares, ready to challenge fate itself.

HaozDancer · Fantasy
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287 Chs

Ophelia True Identity

Zorvax and Ophelia hurried through the long, dimly lit hallway of the human camp, their footsteps echoing against the cold, metal walls. They moved swiftly, fleeing from Gamma and his forces, each step a blend of urgency and determination.

Zorvax, glancing over at Ophelia, noticed her struggle to keep up. His expression softened with concern. "I'm just glad I could save you," he said, his voice a mix of relief and worry. In the midst of the chaos and danger that enveloped them, Ophelia's safety was his paramount concern.

Ophelia, slightly out of breath but determined, nodded in appreciation. "Thank you, Zorvax," she replied, her voice weak but filled with sincerity. Her gratitude extended beyond her rescue; she was thankful for the bond they had forged, a bond that had become her beacon of hope.