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Category: Dead Mode: The Meta Zombie
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Heya, me again! There’s a saying that characters reflect the author – just so you know, I have nothing against blondes or cats! My best childhood friend was blonde and had a cat 🙂 Hope you enjoy the chapter! Ignore the repeated “Enjoy the chapter” message below – I wanted to be authentic and paste…
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Hey, Hazy here! Decided to leave another note for WordPress readers! I wasn’t really sure what I was going for with Amelie – or why I even created her, honestly.I suppose I wanted to strengthen the wish-fulfillment side of the story. I felt like Jiho, at this point, needed someone who genuinely adored him; someone…
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Jiho moved ahead, maintaining his usual casual air, though unease brewed beneath the surface. As they reached the elevator, a small display blinked in the corner of his vision. [ZOMBIFICATION: 78%] ‘So it does go up consistently? When I used that punch, it dropped by… around 20%, right?’ Jiho thought, his attention briefly pulled from the crumbling…
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[Hazy here! When I wrote this chapter and honestly, most of the early ones, I was mostly chasing catharsis. Actually – that’s how most of my stories started! Around this point, I started realizing maybe there should be a little more logic or an organized system behind things… but it still came out a bit…
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‘She’s still staring…’ Jiho thought, slightly exasperated as he sat on the couch opposite Marcel, catching AmĂ©lie’s intense gaze fixed on him. ‘I screamed at you and almost hurt you a few moments ago… at least act scared!’ he fumed inwardly, frustrated. “…And that’s why we need to leave and escape the quarantine zone,” Marcel…
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It was a rainy afternoon, and Jiho and Eunhee were huddled under the small awning outside the convenience store. They were in middle school, and had just finished a long day of exams. The rain poured down in thick sheets, making the world beyond them a blur of gray and white. “Are you okay, Jiho?”…
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[Hazy here. Originally named this chapter this way cuz I didn’t want to waste the opporunity to do something with 13. Hope you enjoy!] “Lady AmĂ©lie…!!” Marcel called out, straining against the door as the dead pounded on it relentlessly, dozens of them slamming their decaying bodies against the fragile barrier. “Marcel!! Leave the door…
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“I’m still alive…” Jiho murmured, catching his reflection in Misaki’s bathroom mirror. His hunger and headache gnawed at him, intensifying with each passing moment. “…But…” He stepped closer to the mirror, narrowing his gaze. “I look a little paler, and… my pupils… they’re completely red.” He muttered, pulling his eyelid down to examine his eyes…
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Daniel sat on the toilet, hunched over, his entire focus on his phone. [JIHO AN: 36 ATTEMPTED CALLS] With every call that went unanswered, his grip tightened, knuckles white from the pressure. “Fuck… FUCK…!! FUCK!!! FUUUCK!!!” he screamed, kicking the stall door with every curse. The voices of his classmates echoed in his mind—how Jiho…
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Fortunately, the elevator still worked in the building. Misaki carefully led Jiho through the horde of zombies infesting the lower floors and managed to get them inside the elevator. The surviving tenants had set up a base on the 8th, 9th, and Penthouse floors, holding out for as long as they could. As the elevator…
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