HOW IT FAILED

The Allfather knew that his zombies were being attacked when the numbers started to drop all of a sudden. He had watched the numbers go up at a steady rate with how many zombies were added to the ranks every day with each attack, and now he was sure that he would end the human race with them.

His counter gave an exact, real-time number of the zombies:

1,889,432,007

Composed of a billion sea animals, and a combined number of wild animals, birds, and humans, all moving without rest and covering near a hundred kilometres in a single day, attacking all before them and moving to the one point at the centre of the earth's geometric surface, where his room was.

He had done so much to find this room, to build it, and to set up all of this for his goal to end the world. He had stolen the virus from Middlestown, modified it into a virus that would suit his purpose, and infected people with it for months. He could not let some people ruin all his hard work in moments. He could not even afford to
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