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!

I approached the row of houses and noticed the same thing happening between each of them.


The windows, the doors, and anything that the undead could pass through was nailed with either wooden planks or with metal sheets. It didn't look like a typical house that was barricaded for the safety of the people inside but for the ones inside to never come out. I could already hear thuds, growls, and snarls coming from the rows of houses in front of me and I couldn't help but wonder who had the time to keep such a number of houses to be locked in like these.


As I took a closer look, I noticed that a black-green substance was starting to ooze out of the gaps of the wooden planks or the holes made by drilling in the metal sheets against the doors or the windows. I could hear each one of them trying to get out by clawing their hands against the barricades but it was to no avail.


Houses - The other side?