Chapter 1: At The End Of The Day, Everyone Is Bound To Betray You.
"That's what you deserve!" Thunder and lightning crackled in the dark heavy clouds as Wayne belligerently had Ethan crippled by several thugs he had brought along with him. Ethan is clapped with immense pain and extreme torture that makes his legs lose the ability to aid him on his two feet again. His eyes were swollen, his face reddened but he didn't yield, he still sheepishly tried to crawl back to Wayne, who beside him was Rachael. She watched the whole scene with a delightful smile. "Rachael... Racheal." Ethan called out to her but she only resorted to casting an irritating look at him as she heard him say her name. "How dare you!" Wayne beamed. "You still don't want to back down!? Are you begging to die?!" He stormed up to Ethan and stumped his head to the ground with belligerent force. "Don't you ever utter her name!" Wayne spat on him and retraced his steps back to Rachel's side. "Pick up the brat," Wayne ordered the thugs and they immediately picked him up. They were on top of an isolated building, with the dark heavy clouds raging above them. "Bring me the girl." Wayne posed another order as he walked up to Ethan while retrieving a Glock 19 from his pocket and cocked it. Ethan's eyes soon drifted from Rachelto Wayne as he caught him flexing the handgun in his grasp. His heart skipped a beat. Was Wayne going to put a bullet in his head? No, Wayne had already crippled him, What's the need for the handgun? Unable to grasp the situation, the familiar sound of a girl screaming her lungs out through a cloth used to cover her lips caught his attention. He turned sharply to the side, his mind became an unsettling sea as he felt he was familiar with the tone of that scream. Just then, through the door that led to the roof, marching out of it was Drake with Ethan's sister all tied up. Unable to hold back the sudden pulse in his lungs, Ethan screamed. "Mayka!" "Shut up!" Wayne retorted and pulled a trigger at Ethan's crippled legs. A resonating bang occurs and Ethan is left screaming in agony. Blood uncontrollably streamed out of his kneecap. "Who said you can talk?" Wayne frowned bitterly. "Here's what's going to happen." Ethan struggled with the pain that had clenched his entire body, unable to move an inch. If he moved even one parcel of his body, a threatening pain would consume him. "Since you didn't hesitate to beat me up earlier, and also caused a scene at my office!" Ethan couldn't say a word, his mind clouded with pain and the thought of his sister's condition and the fact that the person who had brought her here was none other than his best friend. 'How could he?' 'How could they?' Ethan begged for answers to his thoughts. "This is what happens when you mess with me, look up!" Wayne forced Ethan's head with his finger and pointed the Glock 19 at Mayka. "No!" Ethan was forced out regardless of the pain he felt. "Yes!" Wayne replied with a devilish tone and pointed the gun at Mayka who was left on the floor to struggle. "Please don't!" Wayne chuckled coldly and pulled the trigger before Ethan's eyes. The menacing sound that had escaped the muzzle of the gun left Ethan wounded. He wasn't the one that was shot this time, but, he almost felt like he was the one who got shot. His sister stopped moving, blood poured out of her head, and her corpse turned cold. No... Ethan wanted to scream. His eyes pulsed out, his heart berated his ribcage. His sister was just in the head before him. "...." Ethan hadn't said a word but Wayne punched him across the face and kept at it till Ethan was at the edge of the building top. All of this didn't for once leave any ounce of sympathy on Rachel And Drake. They hated him, they were entertained by everything that was happening to him. Down the building hailed a massive horde of zombies that were sluggishly moving along the deserted location. Wayne picked Ethan up with a mixture of joy and hatred on his face, "And this is where you die!" Ethan's heart snapped before he knew it, he was already soaring down the building faster than he expected, He crashed upon a bus before rolling off it, his blood scent attracted the Zombies and they started to approach him. Ethan was partly dead, the fire that burned as a sign of reliance was already out. He couldn't live anymore, there was no reason, his only reason to live was his sister and she was already dead. The woman he loved, betrayed him. The man he called his friend, betrayed him. "I wish I could get... another... chance..." Ethan forced, the horde enclosing him. "So that I can make ... you all... pay!" A loud snarl emerged and Ethan was swallowed into the horde! ... Snap! Ethan pulses out of his bed. He appeared completely unharmed, it was as if never left his room in the first place. "How did I--" Ethan couldn't pick his words right. He was so perturbed by this sudden event. Just then, A blue screen panel surfaced above him. [Ding] [Requirements Has Been Met To Obtain The Apocalypse System] [All Past Life Memories Obtained] [Stats Adjustment Will Be Initiated] "What the hell is this?!”Chapter 2: PREPARING FOR THE APOCALYPSE.Ethan was in a puzzled state, he rubbed his eyes if he was seeing an illusion. But then the window was still floating in the air. [Host had been transported to the past] [Current Year: 2016] [The Zombie apocalypse will begin in 7 days, host must prepare himself] [Stats:] [Strength -10] [Speed -10] [Agility -10] [Experience -10] [Intelligence -10] [Point -5] [Lvl - 1] “The past? Zombie apocalypse? What's going on?” Ethan said. Suddenly the news appeared on the television, an explosion just occurred in a Mall, and the source of the explosion was unknown. This event seems very familiar to Ethan and he immediately checked his phone, the date was exactly, August, 2016. Ethan got down from his bed, everything that was happening was unreal, he was in 2020 a few minutes before his death. But now he has appeared in the past, one week before the apocalypse. Suddenly a smirk escaped on his lips, he was a loser in his past life, but now he ha
Chapter 3: PREPARING FOR THE APOCALYPSE“Like I said, $75 million dollars, and I'm sorry for the damage, your men wouldn't just listen.” “Can I see your credit card?” The Manager requested. “Yes sure” Ethan brought his parents credit card. “This belongs to my parents combined savings during their time as a civil servant, and all their pensions were saved in it. I'm here to take it all” The manager looked at the card and it wasn't expired. “What's your name?” He inquired. “Ethan…Ethan Pierce” The surname matched with the name on the card, but the manager needed more confirmation. He took Ethan to the VIP office, he went through some files checking for the next of kin, and Ethan's name was there. After the clarification Ethan withdrew all the money, it was loaded in the big bags. “But why would you need $75 million dollars in cash?” The manager asked, confused. “Well, as stupid as it may sound, the world would face an apocalypse in the next 6 days, I need to make some preparati
Chapter 4: BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE AND GETTING NEW POWERSImmediately Ethan heard a lady screaming at a building corner, he stopped his car and ran to the scene. Ethan saw a lady with two men trying to force themselves on her. “Fiona?” Ethan said softly, he remembered the faces, although they weren't that close in his past life, but he remembered her as the daughter of a military general, she would be of a good advantage if he could recruit her. “That's enough, let her go!” Ethan said with a bold voice. The men paused, then both laughed. “Who the fuck are you?!” They mocked. “Someone who's going to kick your ass if you don't let her go.” “Listen young man, this is none of your business, stay out of it before we teach you a lesson!” They said as they brought out a pocket knife. “Now are you going to get lost or want a taste of us?” The men said aggressively. Ethan smirked walking towards them, Fiona was shocked, she expected him to run or call for help, was he going to fight
Chapter 5 : BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE AND GETTING NEW POWERS II.“Who the hell was that bitch!?” Fiona asked angrily. “That's my ex-girlfriend.” Ethan explained everything that happened between them, he also explained how they killed him in the future, and at this point Fiona thought he was going nuts, however she agreed to help him out to return the gesture. Ethan also told her to take his warning seriously and she nodded before leaving the house. *** The week ran quickly and the apocalypse has started. There have been several explosions, the news shows captions of growling and screaming of people in the city. Ethan had already arranged his van, he had made it bullet proof with enough weapons to fight against the zombies. Ethan got into his house quickly to get Mayka. “Hurry up Mayka, we need to get moving” he helped her out of the house. They were about leaving before she stopped him. “wait. What about Urla? Can she come with us too?” Mayka asked. “No, who didn't believe it
Chapter 6 : BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE AND GETTING NEW POWERS III.Ethan drove to the nearest building, it was a large hall. Immediately they arrived he instructed everyone to go in before he closed the van. Inside of the hall was empty but neat so they all sat on the floor. Ethan goes into the van and gets some fruits, just a single apple each and water. Ethan shared the apple to everyone once it was James turn he smacked the apple away from Ethan's hand. “What are we supposed to do with a single apple? We are the rich guys here so you should treat me and my sister special. We should get the lion's share!” James spat. “Before three days all the fruits and vegetables in the city will be infected by the zombie virus, that means we have to survive with the food in the van for God knows how long! It's either you eat or starve. Understood!” Ethan lectured. “Who do you think you are? You're not the boss here.” James said, pushing Ethan a little. Ethan clenched his fist, Fiona saw it
Chapter 7: BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE AND GETTING NEW POWERS IV.“What are you doing?” Ethan asked curious about the weapon he was holding. Suddenly James pointed the gun at Ethan. “how do you come out alive, I'm sure there were zombies in that building, how am I sure you haven't got beaten!?” He said aggressively. “There was no zombie in there, we are perfectly fine. Can't you see?” Urla replied. “Well I don't believe you!” “Put that gun down James, you're out of your mind, you'll hurt someone.” Ethan warned. “For the last time, you're not the one to tell me what to do, you trash! And I'm going to kill you both for the safety of everyone!” James declared gritting his teeth. “What's wrong with you James!” Fiona rushed out to stop her menacing brother. Even Mayka came out with her crutches to stop him. “Stay out of this Fiona, I'm doing this to protect us both.” “No you're not, if you kill Ethan there's no way we can possibly survive this apocalypse. He's the only experienced
Chapter 8: BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE AND GETTING NEW POWERS V.Ethan stopped mid journey and shared some already made noodles for everyone to eat before continuing their journey. The day was slowly coming to an end as evening descended. Ethan increased the speed of the car, they needed to get out of the forest and stopped at a safer place to spend the night. Meanwhile… Wayne and James found themselves surrounded by a swarm of undead, their moans and snarls filling the air. Wayne floored it, the vehicle plowing through the horde with a gruesome crunch. "Hahaha, you're no match for me!" he exclaimed, his laughter echoing through the desolate landscape. So far, they had only encountered weaker, slower zombies, which had fueled their false sense of security. "I'm so glad we chose this path," James said, his voice dripping with smugness. "It's been a smooth ride, and I'm sure the other group is dead by now." He snickered, glancing at Wayne. "I mean, there's no way they could sur
Ethan, his senses screaming at him, realized the folly of his victory. The horde, drawn by the fight, was closing in. He couldn't stay and face them, not with the others trapped inside the bus. He sprinted back towards the vehicle, his heart pounding in his chest. "Get down!" he yelled, flinging the door open. Fiona and myka, faces pale with terror, huddled in the back, their eyes wide with a mixture of fear and awe. They had witnessed the brutal fight, the raw ferocity with which Ethan had taken down the smart zombie. Urla with a nervous tremor in her voice, stammered, "H-how did you... how did you do that?" Ethan, ignoring their stunned silence, scrambled into the driver's seat, his fingers fumbling with the ignition. The engine roared to life, a defiant roar against the encroaching darkness. "Get down!" he shouted again, his voice hoarse. "We need to get out of here, now!" Fiona face etched with fear, mumbled, "What about the others? What about the ones who didn't make it
Mayka staggered back, clutching her arm, blood seeping between her fingers. The shock froze her for a moment, terror etched on her face. But then, something shifted inside her—an instinct sparked by the fever that had ravaged them all."Get down!" Ethan yelled, throwing himself toward her. He shielded Mayka as the remaining attackers closed in, weapons drawn, their intentions clear: there would be no survivors."Cover me!" he barked at Fiona, who, through the strange abilities the fever had left her with, managed to hijack the gun from one of the armed men. Her fury shifted into sharp focus as she aimed at the nearest attacker, her fingers trembling only slightly on the trigger.Ethan pulled Mayka closer, his thoughts racing as he scanned the bus for something—anything—they could use. The others remained hidden in the shadows, their escape routes blocked. "We need to fight back!" he urged, his adrenaline spiking as he glanced at the door and the armed men outside."On three," Fiona sa
The first rays of dawn painted the truck's interior in a sickly yellow hue, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stale air. Ethan sat bolt upright, his eyes gleaming with a fierce determination. He had spent the night wrestling with his system,He knew it held the key to his survival, a way to harness its power and rewrite his fate in this new, terrifying reality. He knew he was still weak, vulnerable. There were others out there, survivors, maybe even a group of them, and he had a nagging feeling they were close, their existence a ticking time bomb. He needed to be stronger, to be ready.Across from him, Rachel lay slumped against the truck wall, her breathing shallow and labored. She was burning with fever, her skin flushed and clammy. It was a strange turn of events. The others, Fiona, Urla, and Myka, had all succumbed to the fever in the night, but Rachel had been spared. Now, as if the fever had been delayed, it was taking its toll.The truck’s air grew thick with tens
The first sliver of dawn, a pale, sickly yellow, seeped through the tattered cloth James had haphazardly draped over the truck window. He jolted awake, a cold sweat clinging to his skin. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat in the eerie silence of the abandoned city. He was trapped, a lone survivor in a world consumed by the undead.He scrambled to sit up, his mind racing, replaying the events of the previous night. He had been forced to flee his car, a desperate gamble to escape the relentless horde that had swarmed his vehicle. He had found refuge in this dilapidated truck, hoping it would offer him a temporary sanctuary.He scanned the truck's interior, his eyes darting across the cracked dashboard, the torn upholstery, the rusted metal. He was alone. But was he truly alone?He reached out a trembling hand, his fingers brushing against the cold metal of the truck door. He hesitated, fear gnawing at his insides. He had to check. He had to make sure.He slowl
Wyne, his former boss, had been the one who had refused to listen, who had refused to follow Ethan's warnings. He had paid the ultimate price, left to die along with the rest of the unprepared. But Rachel had followed Ethan, trying to get closer to him, trying to worm her way back into his good graces. But Ethan wasn't fooled. He knew her game, and he was determined not to let her manipulate him again. He had learned his lesson. He would never forgive her for her betrayal, for the pain she had caused him. He would never trust her again. He turned back to Fiona, his eyes filled with a strange mix of determination and despair. "We wait," he said, his voice barely audible. "We wait for the fever to start." The silence returned, heavy and suffocating. Outside, the sun was setting, casting long, ominous shadows across the landscape. The air was still and quiet, but beneath the surface, a current of fear and anticipation ran through the car. They were all trapped in a nightmare, a n
He turned and made his way back to the bus, his mind racing with thoughts of the future. He knew that this was only the beginning. The world was a dangerous place, and he would need all his strength and cunning to survive. But he was determined to make it through, to find a way to rebuild a life, a world, from the ashes of the old. He reached the bus and climbed inside, his eyes meeting Fiona's worried gaze. "It's clear," he said, his voice hoarse. "We can stay here for a while." He closed the door behind him, the world outside fading into darkness. He was safe, for now. But the fight was far from over. The apocalypse had only just begun. The car hummed with a tense silence as Ethan slid back into the seat, his eyes still reflecting the shock of the recent events. Fiona, her face pale and etched with disbelief, turned to him. "Ethan," she began, her voice barely a whisper, "you need to tell me more. How did you know? How could you have dreamt about this?" Ethan sighed, his
Ethan, his face grim, kept his eyes fixed on the road, navigating a treacherous path through the heart of the apocalypse. Cars, twisted and mangled, lay scattered like discarded toys, their occupants long gone, devoured by the insatiable hunger of the undead. Fiona, Rachel, and Mayka huddled together in the back, their faces pale with fear. The world outside was a horrifying spectacle of chaos and decay, a stark reminder of the fragile nature of their existence. "We won't make it to the bunker before dawn," Fiona said, her voice barely a whisper. "We need to find somewhere safe to rest." Ethan nodded, his gaze never leaving the road. "I know," he said, his voice tight. "But we have to keep moving. The longer we stay in one place, the more likely we are to be found." The bus lurched to a halt, its engine sputtering to a stop. Ethan turned to the others. "Stay here," he instructed. "Lock the doors. I'll scout ahead." He opened the door and stepped out into the oppressive silen
The bus shuddered to a halt, the engine sighing in relief after its long, arduous journey through the dense, silent woods. Ethan, his face etched with fatigue but his eyes sharp with focus, turned to others."We're safe for now," he announced, his voice low and gravelly. "But we're not out of the woods yet, literally." He gestured towards the dense foliage that surrounded them. "We need to find the right path, the one that leads to Fiona's safe house. It's the only way we're going to make it."Mayka, her face pale and drawn, clutched her walking stick, her eyes reflecting the fear that hung heavy in the air. Fiona, her face a mask of sorrow, stared out the window, her thoughts consumed by the fate of her brother, James."Ethan," she whispered, her voice trembling, "Do you think James…?"Ethan's gaze hardened. "We can't dwell on what might have happened," he said, his voice firm. "We need to focus on what we can control. We need to get to Fiona's safe house. It's the only way we're goi
Ethan, his senses screaming at him, realized the folly of his victory. The horde, drawn by the fight, was closing in. He couldn't stay and face them, not with the others trapped inside the bus. He sprinted back towards the vehicle, his heart pounding in his chest. "Get down!" he yelled, flinging the door open. Fiona and myka, faces pale with terror, huddled in the back, their eyes wide with a mixture of fear and awe. They had witnessed the brutal fight, the raw ferocity with which Ethan had taken down the smart zombie. Urla with a nervous tremor in her voice, stammered, "H-how did you... how did you do that?" Ethan, ignoring their stunned silence, scrambled into the driver's seat, his fingers fumbling with the ignition. The engine roared to life, a defiant roar against the encroaching darkness. "Get down!" he shouted again, his voice hoarse. "We need to get out of here, now!" Fiona face etched with fear, mumbled, "What about the others? What about the ones who didn't make it
Chapter 8: BEGINNING OF THE APOCALYPSE AND GETTING NEW POWERS V.Ethan stopped mid journey and shared some already made noodles for everyone to eat before continuing their journey. The day was slowly coming to an end as evening descended. Ethan increased the speed of the car, they needed to get out of the forest and stopped at a safer place to spend the night. Meanwhile… Wayne and James found themselves surrounded by a swarm of undead, their moans and snarls filling the air. Wayne floored it, the vehicle plowing through the horde with a gruesome crunch. "Hahaha, you're no match for me!" he exclaimed, his laughter echoing through the desolate landscape. So far, they had only encountered weaker, slower zombies, which had fueled their false sense of security. "I'm so glad we chose this path," James said, his voice dripping with smugness. "It's been a smooth ride, and I'm sure the other group is dead by now." He snickered, glancing at Wayne. "I mean, there's no way they could sur