The meeting ended quickly after. Donald could tell that the others wanted to talk to him about what Walter had said, but neither of them were willing to discuss it in front of everyone. There was a reason why Walter said he wanted to talk about it after everyone was gone. Nicole was the last one to leave, and he had difficulty deciphering her expression.Choosing to ignore it, Donald faced Walter and said, "About my points.""Yes, yes, do you know how it works?" Walter asked.Donald shook his head. As he had never exchanged points with others before, he had no clue how it was supposed to work. The only thing the system had mentioned about it was how both parties had to agree or something. He couldn't quite remember. It was a while ago back when the third wave ended and the fourth wave started.Actually, he couldn't remember if the system had said the fourth wave had started. In fact, had it even mentioned anything about the third wave starting? Donald could remember the system stating
Donald studied the group as he went over again what the plan was. In his opinion, he thought the idea was stupid. While it was true that fighting zombies had garnered Walter's interest, the circumstances weren't the same. He had already been forced to join them before Walter decided to test him. This time they would be fighting the zombies in order to draw the Fighting Executioners's interest.So many things could go wrong that he could barely count them all. What if the members of Fighting Executioners didn't see them at the right time? What if someone actually got bitten or hurt during the fight? What if the Fighting Executioners decided they weren't worth dealing with and just ignored them? The plan just didn't seem very good."Can you stop that? You're kind of making me nervous," Patricia said as she looked away from Donald.Realizing that he had been pacing back and forth for some time, he stopped. He felt kind of bad. It must have been really annoying watching him constantly wal
[Congratulations.][You have survived the fourth wave.][You should be praised for making it this far. However, this is merely the beginning.][Do not forget that more waves of zombies will continue to happen until the source of the zombies is dealt with.][Kill the one responsible for creating the zombies if you wish to end this.][Until then, the zombies will continue to grow stronger and more dangerous.][For those who were unable to awaken, fear not. You may still have a chance in the future to gain powers and a system to survive against the zombies.][For those who have awakened, a new feature has been unlocked. The full details will be given shortly.][Continue to do your best to survive.]Donald couldn't believe their luck. The fourth wave had ended, which meant the fifth wave would start. Out of all the times it could happen, it chose to occur while they were in the middle of a fight with zombies. While he didn't know when that would happen, the effects were no joke. It would
"You got to be kidding me," Donald blurted out.Donald could hear the others curse their misfortune. The universe, or rather, the system, seemed out to get them if it was going to pull a stunt like this one. There had barely been any time between the two waves. Shouldn't it have given them at least some time to mentally prepare themselves? Why had it been so quick to start the next wave compared to the previous times?He didn't have the time to be thinking about it and barked, "Be careful!"Since his back was to the others, he couldn't see the expressions they were making. Raising his metal bat, he was prepared for any zombies that might appear out of nowhere to attack him. So far, there were no signs of any newcomers, but the noises behing him were really concerning. Considering he didn't hear any screams, he assumed they were perfectly okay.Then the unexpected happened. Zombies were falling from the sky. Well, not from the sky, exactly. They were apparently jumping down from the bu
"Look at what we have here. You looked like you needed some help. Do you need a hand?" the man asked from the top of one of the buildings.Donald narrowed his eyes. He didn't recognize the man, but he must be a member of the Fighting Executioners. After all, this was supposed to be their territory. It was about time one of them showed up. However, the man was alone, which shouldn't be the case. There had to at least be one other person around, so where were they?"Please help us," Nicole said as Donald gave her a strange look.Was it just him, or was she looking at the man with a weird expression? Was she perhaps trying to charm the man into helping them? Donald never thought he would see her do something like that. As if sensing his gaze, she glanced in his direction with a dark look. He got it now. She was putting up an act to make them seem like vict
The group tensely watched as the stranger opened the door. They were prepared to defend themselves from anything that might come out, but nothing popped out to attack them. In fact, there didn't seem to be anything or anyone there. However, the stranger didn't seem to notice their confusion as he waltzed right in without a care in the world.They shared a glance before the four reluctantly followed after him. Of course, none of them dared to drop their guard. It wasn't safe to boldly assume that nothing was going to happen. After all, they were walking into uncharted territory. If the man in front of them was really part of the Fighting Executioners, who knew what they would encounter.As soon as the last person crossed the threshold, the door suddenly slammed shut. Immediately, everyone spun around, ready to see what could have caused it, except there was nothing there. The door had somehow managed to close by itself. With their nerves on edge, they scanned their surroundings to find
Douglas raised an eyebrow and said, "What?""You must be a very capable person to be able to say one hundred points isn't a lot, but a single point could mean life or death for people like us," Nicole said without batting an eye. "We need those points to buy supplies."Donald wasn't sure what kind of expression he was making, but he was certainly confused about what she was talking about. When had they ever used points to buy supplies? That was just a waste of points. He glanced in Ronald and Patricia's direction and saw a strange expression on their faces. It was hard to say if they were just as confused as he was."Supplies? Are you seriously telling me that you're wasting points on that kind of stuff?" Douglas asked incredulously."It's not exactly easy looking for supplies while being chased by zombies," Nicole dryly said.Suddenly, Patricia spoke up, "She's right. A lot of places have already been looted for supplies, and the system makes it simple to get them as long as we have
Donald eyed Ronald strangely, and he wasn't the only one. The other two gave Ronald a look. Running up to shake the man's hand in gratitude seemed a bit much, but Ronald showed no signs of being embarrassed or otherwise showing any other emotion regarding his action. In fact, he really did seem honestly pleased with what happened.He was forced to push those thoughts away to follow after Douglas, and the sight of the man's back made him want to tackle him to the ground. His back was clearly open, and it was his chance at payback, but he knew better. There was no way the man would turn his back on them if he didn't think that they couldn't hurt him. Besides, this wasn't the time to act on his grudge. He was on a mission.As they trailed after Douglas, they observed their surroundings. There didn't seem to be anything special about the house. It looked like any other house the group had encountered. Donald had expected something more from such a dangerous group, and it was a bit disappo
Hello everyone. I just want to thank all my readers who have been following along for so long. Donald's story has ended unless readers are interested in a sequel.I didn't expect to finish this story so quickly. Compared to my other two books, this one was completed in no time flat which I'm both proud and sad.Anyway, there are several things that I want to let you know.I'm hoping to wrap Rise of the Demon King: Caleb Gonzales's Rat Race up before the end of the year, but we'll have to see.I also intend to start a new story on Meganovel either in the same setting as Rise of the Demon King, but with no connections to the other two books or a different setting entirely. Maybe I'll do another zombie story.On another note, I've been debating whether I should publish a book not on Meganovel, but as an eBook like on A****n. It'll be under a different name since it'll be different than what I post here. It's something I'm considering.The last thing to note is that I'm still on the fence
"I didn't realize he had his own group," Walter said as he looked at Donald.Donald's father nodded. "My son is a very capable man, so if you may excuse us, we need to get going. The rest of our group is waiting for us.""Hold it," Arthur said. "I find it suspicious that Donald has his own group but was going around joining other groups. Was he trying to sabotage other groups?"Even though Donald wanted to speak up, his father spoke over him and said, "I'm afraid that was because we had gotten separated. He didn't intend to do anything to your groups. He was simply trying to stick with a group until we could meet back up."Listening to everyone talk, Donald found himself wondering if something had happened while he wasn't aware. Why were his family and the others acting like he was the leader of a group? That wasn't true unless they had secretly made him the leader without him noticing. They hadn't, right? He really hoped they didn't because he wasn't leader material."I would still l
Walter frowned as he observed his surroundings. All the zombies collapsed after the news that the zombie user was dead was announced. It was hard to accept that the threat hanging over their heads was really gone, but the proof was right in front of him. Well, until he saw the body, it couldn't really be called proof. However, there was a reason why he hadn't gone in.Whoever had killed the zombie user was still inside. Instead of rushing and possibly offending such a powerful person, he would rather wait outside to meet them. He needed to make a favorable impression on them if he was going to get them on his side. Now that they were free from the shakles of the zombie apocalypse, they were free to do whatever they wanted.If he got the person who killed the zombie user on his side, people would flock towards them. He just needed to raise up the hero, and his group would be the one people looked to. However, the hero hadn't made his appearance yet. Walter wondered what was taking them
"Are you alright?" Nicole asked as she stared at Donald, who was staring at Amanda's lifeless body.Snapping out of it, Donald said, "Yeah, I'm good."Nicole frowned as Elizabeth said, "You don't have to lie. It can't be easy to kill someone."That was right. He was a murderer now. The thought felt strange. When he was strangling Amanda, it didn't feel real. It was like watching a stranger kill with his hands. She was unexpectedly sturdy, so he ended up relying on his power to finish her, and he wasn't talking about his electrical power. He ended up using his fire power for the first time.He wasn't sure what possessed him to do it, but he called up his fire to burn her body to a crisp. His hands still stung from the flames he had unleashed. Since it was still weak, he wasn't invulnerable to fire. Fortunately, his father was able to heal them, though he couldn't meet Donald's eyes. That was fine. He understood why his father was acting that way.Despite knowing this, it still hurt tha
After several moments of silence, Donald asked, "What just happened?""I'm not sure," Nicole admitted as she lowered her arms.The group was still trying to process what had just happened. They had been fighting for their lives against Amanda, who decided to call for backup, which was a giant hand. However, the giant hand had turned against her and crushed her instead. It was actually quite anti climatic. The one person who had been terrorizing everyone had been finished off just like that.That's when Donald noticed that the zombies were still moving. "Guys, I think she's still alive."Everyone stared at him in disbelief as Donna said, "You can't be serious. You saw what happened, didn't you?"Of course he had. His eyes had been wide open since he wasn't one of them who flinched. However, how would it explain why the zombies were still moving? If she were dead, they would have surely stopped since her power would no longer be moving them. The system also hadn't made any announcements
Donald flinched when he heard Amanda's scream of rage. Looking back, he met her bloodshot eyes with his own. She was practically seething with rage. It was fortunate that he was able to take the hostages while she was distracted, or else she might have killed them right then and there. What was even better was that his mother and Elizabeth were waking up."How dare you," she snapped."Is that all you have to say?" Donna taunted. "I suppose you don't have the brains to think of anything else."He was relieved that Donna drew Amanda's attention away, but he was now worried that she might have bitten off more than she could chew. Now that she had Amanda's undivided attention, she was in serious trouble. Donna had only managed to kill one zombie so far. The others were only slightly injured, as they were more powerful than before."What's going on?" his mother muttered, drawing Donald's attention.Bending down, he looked her in the face as he said, "Mom, I know you're confused, but we rea
Amanda cackled. "I thought so. There's no way you would pick your family."Donald could only grit his teeth and glare as she dared to touch them with her dirty hands. It was disgusting watching her get all handsy with them, especially when they weren't awake. If he could, he would rip her hands off so she couldn't touch any of them again. Unfortunately, all he could do was watch as her hands trailed from his family members to Donna."You know I considered purposely letting the person you choose be the last one just to see the look on your face," she said, causing his heart to lurch. "However, I'll be nice this time and listen to you this time."As she said this, she suddenly shoved Donna forward. Her head hit the ground with a loud thud. As if breaking free from a spell, Donna snapped her eyes open. She blinked several times with a groan. Then she took a good look at her surroundings. Seeing the glazed look in her eyes, Donald could tell she was still out of it from whatever Amanda di
The dark look on Amanda's face sent shivers down Donald's spine. "Is that so? Then I'll take responsibility."Donald immediately realized he had gone too far, but it wasn't entirely his fault. Trying to reason with an insane person was difficult, especially when she wasn't willing to listen to logic. What was more worrying was that she was now bending over the hostages as if deciding what to do with them. He didn't like where this was going. However, there was nothing he could do as she laid a hand on his sister."How about I feed one of them to my zombies? How does that sound?" she asked with a sinister smile."Don't!" he shouted as he took a step forward.The zombies around them immediately reacted and stepped forward, making him stop in his tracks as Amanda said, "You shouldn't make any sudden movements. You don't want to make things worse, do you?"He scowled. "Don't lay a hand on them."She only smirked. "I think I like this new plan better. What better way to get revenge than to
Donald gasped as he opened his eyes. Sitting up, he immediately checked himself over. There didn't appear to be any bitemarks anywhere. In fact, he didn't appear to be injured in the slightest. Any scrapes or bruises he had could be chalked up to being pushed to the ground by the zombies, which didn't make sense now that he thought about it.Why hadn't the zombies tried to bite or kill him? If the zombie user was out to get him, it would make sense for the zombies to hurt him. However, it seemed that they had been careful with him, which wasn't something he thought was possible. How were zombies capable of moving him with their stiff and awkward bodies? Finally taking the time to check his surroundings, he saw that he was in the company building."Why am I here?" he muttered to himself."You're awake," someone said.He spun around to see who spoke, but he couldn't see anyone except zombies. Donald was immediately struck by the memory of what happened before he blacked out and flinched