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!

My group at the back saw everything go down and they were wearing a mix of expressions like myself. However, it was not the time to dwell on such things so I aimed at which I deemed more dangerous. I flipped the magnifier in position and I aimed at the sprinters running wild at the big ones while the torsos were attacking them. The little fuckers grabbed the sprinter's skin and tried to take off as much flesh as they could, trying to bring them down off of the big ones.


I exhaled and aimed at the sprinter where five half-bods were hanging on it. It was waving its body wild, trying to throw them off but I already squeezed the trigger. It took two shots because it bobbed its head luckily the first time.


The sprinter's punctured body fell limp and the small ones let go of it and aimed for the next target.


Armed - Runner-up