A NEW DAWN

The Allfather was looking at his screen, proud of how far he had come.

He had announced himself to the world with the help he coerced from the World Commissioner for Health, to let them know that there was someone known as the Allfather, that he was coming and that they were all going to feel it, knowing it was him. He was so close to wiping humanity, and purging the Earth of these ridiculous, strangely intelligent, four limbed beings.

All that would remain would be the preselected members of his special race whom he had taken the pains to program genetically, so that they would remain unharmed even when attacked by the zombies.

For the first time in long, his mind went to them. They were represented by purple dots, largely unnoticed by him over how few they were on the screen, well outdone by the red that indicated the zombies. His eyes went to Middlestown, which had long been turned into a desert area without a single human or zombie, and there he could count three, still in the ve