Andrew Garcia
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In January 2020, the world came to an end. It's a global pandemic that led to the death of 80% of the human population. Despair. Tears– and blood dyed the earth. The dead rose into zombies and evolved, getting stronger with each passing week. Undead and mutated animals had now roamed the world and become its main owner, leaving no place for the weak to survive. Fortunately, the evolution did not only affect the monsters, but also humans. Some lucky survivors gradually received special powers while…-
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The loud bang of gunfire was followed by less and less zombies coming out from the tunnel, until finally, the sound of footsteps quieted down and silence returned to the area. After a few minutes, the group still waited with their weapons brandished and aimed readily but there was still no undead coming out at all. With a quick glance towards the tunnel entrance, Viktor ordered his two bodyguards to check. Boris and Torri nodded at the order and went to peek outside. They then surprisingly quickly…
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Viktor could not believe it. It had been a while since he felt his heart beat this fast. His arms and legs also trembled, but it was not due to fear. The thrill of killing such a powerful monster and surviving such a crazy fight was certainly something he never expected to be so addicting. "Aaaaahhhhh!" He screamed out loud of his victory, embracing his newfound strength. He was about to savor the feeling when suddenly, a notification came to his mind. A second later, Viktor suddenly felt as if his…
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"A divine art?" Viktor had a vague guess as to what that information entailed, but he did not know what he needed to do in order to use it. The moment he turned his attention back to the black monster, it had already swung its blade arm at him. Once again, Viktor relied on his 30 points in agility to dodge backward. Swish— Even though he dodged as fast as he could, the monster still managed to cut his chest and a large part of his robe was torn. If it were not because of the kevlar hidden under it,…
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Viktor could not believe his eyes. The monster was already in such a condition, and yet... 'What the f*ck!' "Master!!!" Barry shouted as he braved himself and aimed the assault rifle in his arm, pointing it at the monster with his hands trembling. Seeing that the black monster was still in the middle of recovering and had not recovered enough to get back up, Viktor forced himself to move and swiftly shot the monster with the powerful magnum bullets from his desert eagle. Bang! Bang! The bullets…
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This had been on Viktor's mind before he decided to return to the bunker. He had to be thorough. His main objective was to protect what he had in the bunker and return everything to the way it previously was; In the event that the bunker were to be overrun, then his plan would be to run away with as many supplies as he could bring. Of course, he would also bring a few people who could help him live better in the outside world if he could. If he really had to, his priority of people to bring would be his…
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The moment Viktor arrived at the entrance area, he headed straight to the next room. Upon entering the living room, he observed the people in the room. Half of his guests and employees were holding weapons while the other half were standing with their huge luggage. All of them were trembling in fear after hearing about the coming hordes of undead. To tell the truth, Viktor was just as anxious as these people, probably even more anxious than them. He could still vividly remember how rapidly the black…
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The one weapon that was currently in Viktor's hand was the very own Russian-made grenade launcher that the people felt extremely proud about. RG-6, a Russian 40mm, six-shot, revolver type grenade launcher designed to fire a standard caseless grenade. A weapon perfect for such an occasion. Holding such a gigantic weapon is enough to make any man crack a gleeful smile. As for Viktor, there was no obvious reaction, but one could see the small smile he had on his face when the weapon came into his…
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Tratatatata! Tratatata! Loud sounds of gunshot rang through the air in rapid succession. Right as he arrived in front of the bunker, Viktor suddenly found himself coming back to his senses. "Argh!" Viktor gritted his teeth in anger. "This is all that Patroski's fault! That backstabber bastard!" As he was holding the machine gun and continued his shooting spree towards the crowd of ugly-looking undead, Viktor cursed under his breath. The bastard reminded him of his past regret, and clouded his judgment.…
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Tratatatatata! Tratatatata! Bronze empty casings of 7.62 mm bullets kept on flying to the air as Torri aimed the mounted Czechoslovak machine gun towards the endless horde of zombies that was advancing in his direction. One full round belt, with 250 rounds, was already spent on the wave of zombies. However, even more of those abominations were still coming in. Fortunately, he had the foresight to take some more bullet cartridges with him. Without further ado, Torri rushed to install the new bullets in,…
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