The sky was a brilliant blue, with not a cloud in sight. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the bustling city. People went about their daily business, oblivious to the impending doom that was about to strike. Children laughed and played in the parks, while their parents rushed to and from work. The sounds of car horns, chatter, and construction filled the air, creating a sense of normalcy.The school day was over, and Eggsy, a sixteen year old high school student, walked quietly out of the school gates, his mind racing with different thoughts as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.He was thinking about his mum who had left home for the past two months without informing him of her whereabouts. No phone calls have been made, no text messages, no nothing. He’s only able to survive, thanks to the few amount of cash deposited to his account by the government, to aid the well-being of children below the 18 mark.He tried reporting to the police, but so far they haven’t
With a burst of electrifying energy, Eggsy unleashed his Lightning Bolt ability, feeling the familiar surge of power course through his veins. The activation of this potent skill came at a steep cost, however, as a staggering 100 HP was drained from his total health, leaving him with a precarious half remaining. Yet, Eggsy didn't flinch or hesitate, his unwavering determination to defeat Hank once and for all outweighing any concerns about his own well-being. The sacrifice was worth it, he thought, as he steeled himself for the impending showdown.With a fierce grip, Eggsy's hands clutched tightly onto Hank, securing his hold as he prepared to unleash his electrifying attack. Summoning his inner energy, he activated his lightning ability, and in an instant, a brilliant bolt of lightning erupted from the tips of his fingers. The blazing arc of electricity shot forth, illuminating the dark surroundings as it travelled from Eggsy's fingers, enveloping Hank's massive frame in a dazzling
The group was finding it increasingly difficult to fight against the sheer numbers of zombies that seemed to be endlessly pouring in, their relentless onslaught wearing down the team's defenses. As soon as one zombie was taken down, another would immediately take its place, raining down another wave of bullets at the group, forcing them to constantly dodge and weave to avoid being hit. The zombies seemed to be everywhere, their numbers appearing to be endless, and the group was beginning to tire, their movements slowing as the constant barrage of gunfire and zombie attacks took its toll. Despite their valiant efforts, the group was starting to get overwhelmed, their situation growing more desperate by the minute.Marcus had been performing admirably thus far, taking down as many zombies as he could with his quick reflexes and sharp shooting skills. Despite being vastly outnumbered, he had managed to hold his own, his confidence and determination inspiring the others to keep fightin
[Virus has now occupied the entire body of the user][Processing Mutation into a Hybrid Zombie]At that point, Eggsy could feel a searing, shooting pain coursing through every inch of his body. The agony started from his stomach, where he had inserted the infected blood of Hank into his body, and then rapidly spread to the rest of his body, like a wildfire raging out of control.His arms felt like they were being torn apart, his feet like they were being crushed beneath a massive weight. His head throbbed with a relentless, pounding ache, while his toes felt like they were being flayed alive. Every inch of his body hurt, and Eggsy felt like ripping his skin out, like he was trapped in a living nightmare from which he couldn't awaken. The pain was so intense, so all-consuming, that Eggsy's vision began to blur, his consciousness threatening to slip away into the darkness.At that moment, Eggsy's body had reached its breaking point, and his heart had stopped beating, its rhythmic pulse
With a fierce battle cry, Eggsy charged forward, his sword flashing in the dim light of the room. The blade sliced through the air with deadly precision, aimed directly at Hank's towering form. But Hank, anticipating Eggsy's attack, countered with his massive fists, striking the sword with incredible force. The impact caused the sword to flip backwards, its blade spinning wildly out of control, as Eggsy stumbled backwards, his arm numb from the shock of the blow.Undeterred, Eggsy charged in again, his sword flashing in the light as he struck Hank's exposed chest with precision and deadly force. The blade bit deep into Hank's flesh, causing him to stumble backwards, his eyes widening in surprise. But Eggsy knew that he couldn't celebrate just yet, for he was all too aware of Hank's regenerative abilities. And sure enough, as Eggsy watched in a mixture of fascination and horror, Hank's wounds began to heal at an alarming rate, his flesh knitting itself back together with an unnatur
Eggsy charged forward, his rifle at the ready, loaded and primed to fire off a hail of bullets at a moment's notice. The fog had by now covered the entire room, a thick, impenetrable mist that obscured everything from view. But despite the dense fog, Eggsy seemed to move with ease, his senses heightened as he navigated the treacherous terrain. The gas, too, seemed to have no effect on him, thanks to his advanced combat system, which had somehow managed to neutralize the toxic fumes. "I told you, you're underestimating me," Eggsy said, his voice firm and confident, as he emerged from the fog, his rifle trained squarely on Hank. His eyes blazed with a fierce determination, and his jaw was set in a resolute line, as if daring Hank to make a move. Hank, however, seemed entirely unimpressed, his smile unwavering as he taunted Eggsy. "Just keep talking, you'll soon fall asleep now," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. But what Eggsy didn't know was that Hank's undead nat
As Eggsy continued to press Lena for information about Hank's whereabouts, she intentionally ignored him, her expression a mask of indifference. Despite Eggsy's repeated entreaties, Lena refused to give a reply, her silence a palpable force that seemed to hang in the air like a challenge.Lena's eyes locked onto Eggsy's, a sly smile spreading over her face like a slow-moving stain. Her gaze seemed to bore into his very soul, as if daring him to take another step. "You can never stop him," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but her words dripping with malice. "You'll just end up killing yourself." The smile on her face seemed to grow wider, her eyes glinting with a knowing light that seemed to say she knew a secret that Eggsy did not.Eggsy's gaze flickered towards Lena's, his eyes narrowing as he searched for any sign of weakness or deception. His expression was a mask of calm determination, but his voice betrayed a hint of steeliness as he replied, "You think so? Then tell me w
As Eggsy hid behind the pillar, he had a clear view of the chaos unfolding before him. The horde of zombies, their eyes fixed on their prey, rushed down the staircase with reckless abandon, their footsteps thundering through the hallway as they chased after Ava and the others. Eggsy's instincts screamed at him to launch a surprise attack on the zombies from behind, to take them down and give his friends a fighting chance.However, he knew that such a move would only provide temporary relief. It wouldn't eliminate the main issue, the root cause of the problem. Another horde of zombies might still appear, summoned to the restaurant once again. And unless the main source of the threat was dealt with, this will keep on happening over and over again. Yet the main source remained as no one else, other than Hank, the Hybrid.Eggsy's eyes narrowed as he thought about Hank, his mind racing with strategies and tactics to take him down. He knew that Hank was the one behind the appearance of th
With a deep breath, the group steeled themselves and began approaching the staircase that led to the second floor. Eggsy instinctively positioned himself closer to Jane, his eyes scanning their surroundings as he subtly shielded her from potential harm. However, Ajax couldn't help but notice the sudden closeness between Eggsy and Jane, and his curiosity was piqued. He shot them a sidelong glance, his eyes narrowing slightly as he wondered what might be behind their newfound proximity.As the group ascended the staircase, Eggsy's system popped up above his face, immediately alerting him on an impending threat. A low, urgent voice whispered in his ear, its tone unmistakable. [Warning: Multiple Zombies Detected] The message flashed across his vision, accompanied by a flurry of data and statistics.[Zombies Count: 217] The sheer number of zombies was daunting, but it was the next piece of information that truly caught Eggsy's attention. [All Zombies are armed and with 25% intelligenc
Eggsy cautiously grasped the door handle, his senses heightened as he slowly turned it. He pushed the door open, his eyes scanning the room with meticulous care, searching for any signs of struggle or impending danger. The air was heavy with anticipation, and Eggsy's instincts screamed at him to be vigilant.Suddenly, without warning, a horde of zombies lunged at him with ferocious intensity. Their eyes were vacant, their movements jerky, and their jaws open wide, revealing jagged teeth. Eggsy's training kicked in, and he swiftly reacted to the threat."Move back!" he yelled out to Jane, his voice firm and commanding. Jane, who had been standing closely behind him, immediately heeded his warning, swiftly retreating to a safe distance. She, too, had caught sight of the emerging zombies and couldn't risk getting bitten again. The memory of her first encounter with the undead still lingered, and she had no desire to repeat the experience.With lightning-fast reflexes, Eggsy swung his s