Sky2316

"Better to have and not need than to need and not have."

Sky Ishiyama is a nerd with Photographic Memory who after the bumps and turns in his life, turned to be a Doomsday Prepper.

The story takes place in our world where our MC was diving through the Dark Web just for fun and discovered something that could only be found in books, movies, novels, manga, anime, or games.

Zombies, Walkers, Freaks, Infected, Biters, or whatever you may call them.

They're fucking real.

Ever wondered what you could do in a zombie apocalypse where you actually know what you're doing? Actually surviving properly while preventing stupid deaths? Doing what is right and necessary? Or better yet, actually doing what you shout in the monitor when you're watching a film?

Our MC is coupled with the knowledge of not just fighting z's but actually surviving by securing his home, finding allies, scavenging for supplies, building a community and so much more.

If you could, kindly like the tags I've put up and it would be huge, huge help for me, thanks in advance! Also, a comment, a review, or even a vote of a single power stone would help me out a lot! Thanks again!

Disclaimer: All of the names and places mentioned in this novel are fictional and any relation to people IRL is purely coincidental.

Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/3JstDAV (It's just something I created for fun and random chatting with people that want to discuss more about zombie things and other random stuff. It's created on 16/07/20 so it's fairly new and nothing much is in there lol Anyway, everyone is free to drop by and spend a few minutes to pass the time.)

My Discord: Sky2316#9623

Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

"Grab some of that ice and place it on your head." I pointed to the tin bucket with ice.


"Ah~ this feels good hermano! Thanks!" Mr. Cuervo said.


I was silently staring at him for a while and the room quieted down.


"Hermano, I told you my story, and thank you for listening to me. Can you tell me yours? I'll accept whatever you do to me, but the reason for your hatred, I gotta know." Mr. Cuervo deeply sighed.


"We need a drink, bring more out. I did say I'll tell you my side of the story." I replied, looking down.


"Yes! Yes, hermano!" Mr. Cuervo pulled out bottle after bottle.


I downed several glasses and told him what happened to my family that night. I don't know how much time had passed since we've been here but it felt like it was just an instant. I could blame it on the amount of alcohol we've consumed but my head was clear as day despite that.


Two men were just talking to each other several floors underground. No distractions and no bullshit.


Party Snacks - Friend