Survivor Evolution: demonic system

Introduction 3 (the walking corpses)

The old hag was all smiles showing her toothless jaws. You may think that she was the weakest among them due to her hunched back but this hag had been buffed up until her punches can blast through concrete walls unhindered and furthermore, she will not be injured or feel uncomfortable. She was like the mercenary of the group. Both her and the teenager were lucky to have been spared by the system of the obligations by those torturous quests. The only quest that they have was the current one requiring them to survive this final battle.

The old hag took out her steel whip which had a shinny diamond on its end. Don't look down upon this whip of hers, just like the weapons that her fellow survivers in the group were using, this whip wheighs around five hundred kilos. The teenager had two daggers which he was fiddling with. Madam Ross on the other hand had two hand axes. They formed a battle formation and waited for what was brewing to come out. They were in a circle formation so that each one of them can look for each other's back.

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Booom!

The earth quaked violently as if it was an earthquake of magnitude 12. The survivers outside bomas were unshakable, no one among them fell down, they were stable and stiff while scanning around where they were as if they had became a part of the world itself.

These survivers were not using those long ranged weapons like guns and blasters because the manufacturers of those items stopped making those weapons. After all, in a situation like this, who will dare to open business? Unless they are nuts because money at this moment was useless and not only that but the world will not sit back and wait for them to make those weapons. They were competing here where the strongest person survive, it didn't matter whether the world or the survivers were shameless enough to take out the other when they were not ready yet, they will do that especially when they found out that the other was weak and careless. Even if the guns would have been here, they may have been useless to them, the entities that they usually fought with were not normal beings, they had a very hard carapaces covering them that a bullet can not penetrate. Only these modified weapons which they had forged them themselves can be of use.

The survivers who had survived up to this moment were much stronger compared to the humans of the past before this Genesis thingy came into existence. They were an improvement of the previous human, a human that had evolved to adapt to the current situation. As a matter of fact, the souls of those people who died because they had failed the quest or didn't manage to persevere until this moment, their souls didn't get a chance for a second life and they were refined to remove their wills then those souls were used as buffs to help those who had survived by strengthening their souls. This was something that was against the laws of Earth which had even added to the deterioration of the planet. The planet Earth was a very weak planet that can not give habitat to upgraded beings like these ones. The Earth was stressing out and strained.

All over the streets of Nairobi, there were rotting corpses everywhere as nobody can find time or pleasure to bury the dead. They themselves were struggling, how can you expect them to tire themselves with those ceremonial things? It was a matter of survival not to play around, ok. Even if they were to decide to bury them, how many of them will they bury? The dead were countless and the survivers were only a few. At the beginning of Genesis, they used to bury them but it reached a time where the death rate was too high and coupled with the fall of governments and powerful organizations, no one no longer stressed themselves out to bury the dead even if it was their family member, they would just leave the corpse to rot either in the streets or elsewhere. That was why Nairobi city was encompassed by a fetid stench of rotting corpses even until now, though some corpses had utterly corrupted leaving behind only bones and tattered pieces of clothing that the deceased had worn the last time before they met their end.

Booom!

It sounded again shaking some buildings while the ones which were unstable came falling down forming a big mushroom-cloud of dust to appear all over the city. The place where the surviving group was, was a little distance away from those towering buildings so, they were not affected and the only thing that was getting on their nerves was the waiting and the dust which had reached close to where they were. Time was moving so slowly as if there was an entity in the background who was stretching it for some reasons.

All around them just like they had expected, the world had not changed its tactics, just like in all the previous days they had been living, the minions that the world was sending to finish them was the very same infected creatures. These are the people who died a long time ago from the various viruses that ravaged the planet that time. In the mix, there were also some animals corpses and the people who had died due to other causes like failing the quests.

There were skeletons and walking corpses with some of their limbs missing. Lazy's group can clearly smell the air which had turned heavy due to the pungent smell of the death filling their nasals but they had became used to this presence and nothing can scare them.

Although the world was using the same tactics, this time round the number of these beings that were attracted to them was not a force to be reckoned with. It was a huge force. To these beings, they were seeing Lazy's group as some flickers of lifeforces that they need to take for themselves. There was something in these survivers that the infected wanted so much in such a way that they were running on each other just to have a taste of their flesh.

It was a sea of infected humans. They wriggled like maggots to reach where they were with their hideous appearances. Some of these beings still had some worms within them which were feeding on their rotting flesh but they didn't care. The only thing in their minds was to have a taste of these survivers. All around every building where these beings had been slumbering, was turned upside down as waves upon waves scurried towards them. They growled and snarled showing their sharp teeth to them while savouring the feeling of munching on their flesh.

"Here they come." Lazy Wafula reminded everyone with a straight face without twitching. He had been waiting for this time and there was no backing out of this. It was better to finish this ones and for all.

"These disgusting things! Let's show then that we are not pushovers. They will not have an easy meal out of us. Mu! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Come close motherf*ckers, let me have a taste of my hammers piercing into that rotten flesh." Master Chen hollered at the oncoming infected before he took a cold snort. His shout had agitated the hungry infected making them even more hungry. They like an active food because it was more tasty, Master Chen for example with his large build, was even more tastier that the others. The infected hoped around the buildings like grasshoppers just to reach them quickly.

"This is going to be a hell of a fight. I hope everyone is fine. If there is someone among us who is feeling unwell just move in the middle of the formation. We will protect you. I don't want anyone among us to miss a chance for the next life." Madam Ross said concerned about their welfare. Her words were aimed at everyone but her gaze was on the old hag as if what she had said was for her. Even if this old mama was strong, she can not help but feel conflicted about her well-being. To her, even if the world had changed and the survivers' physic had been improved drastically, the mentality that the aged were always weak was still deeply rooted in her mind, she can not help but feel sorry for this old hag but when she thought from another perspective, this old hag was not to be trifled with, she had saved their group for so many times. For her to have survived until this moment, it was not a joke, she was sure that a big percentage of the survivers around her age all over the world had mostly died.

The old mama simply grinned, showing her toothless jaws which only had four incisors remaining that had made the teenage boy to nickname her a "Rat."

"Are you alright?" Lazy Wafula tilted his head to the side as if trying to glance at his back and asked Queen Nakhumicha with a concerned voice.

"Will you allow me to play with those pets?" Queen Nakhumicha ignored his question and asked the same question she normally asked him when he met these infected in the way. Hearing her question, Lazy sighed inwardly and said, "you are still a little girl. A small person is not allowed to play with those things, wait until you grow up to a big person. Right now, you should be cute, adorable and a sweet child, alright? I will buy for you a lolipop when I finish playing with these pets." Queen Nakhumicha just sneered and hid her face on his back not wanting to talk to him anymore.

The whole conversation lasted for mere seconds and in the next moment, the infected had already reached them and swung their claws while others lept in the air with their teeth showing with the intention of ripping them apart. In the meantime, the sky which was dead turned bloody red. The world had absorbed so much blood of the dead, right now it was manifesting its ominous nature by blood. This was not a good sign especially to the survivers. The world didn't just left things there, it went further and unleashed illusions around them. They can hear them, the voices reverberating in their ears with echos following up. If they were normal people, they would have already wetted their pants and jittered because of the overwhelming otherworldly eerily voices that were ravaging their minds.

"Lazy! Lazy! Lazzyyy!"

"Whatever Genesis had promised you is all a lie, we will all die and no body will survive. Give up now and you will be free."

"Do you think that you are strong? Just look at the waves of the incoming infected, no one among you will get out of this alive."

"Son, don't you miss us, we your parents? Stop fighting a losing battle and come to us. We miss you so much. We are dejected so much for having left without you..."

Lazy Wafula was like an immovable rock on the riverbed. Nothing can move him, he knew that all those were just made up stories of this desperate planet. He will not waver, he had gone through much to reach where he was and to want to move him with those simple words was like underestimating him. If this had happened to him fifteen years ago, he would have been moved but not right now. That protective feeling of his parents disappeared a long time ago and he will not feel a thing even if his parents came here with their real self. His feeling for them was just empty like a hollow basin.

Unlike Lazy Wafula and the other elderly group who were firm and collected, the teenage boy had a scrunched face as if he was fighting with himself inside, his hands were shaking. Madam Ross hit him on the head and snapped him from his daze which helped him a little. She then tossed him in the middle of the formation because he was the weakest among them and he can easily be fooled by the world.