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!

Hearing Artem's words, I just replied promptly before I pulled my TX-22 and shot down several deadheads one after the other. As soon as the lead projectiles punched through their heads, their bodies were like puppets that got their strings cut off as they plopped on the road unmoving.


With that said, their bodies acted as small obstacles to make the ones straddling after them trip and fall, slowing their advance by a considerable amount. Furthermore, the unlucky ones got trampled to death by their colleagues whose only goal was to draw blood with their bloody claws instead of helping them up.


'Well… I'll be shitting my pants if one of them actually helped one of them up...'


After a bit more time, It didn't take long before we blanketed part of a block with dead bodies and it was like spreading some fucked-up spread like mayo with pimiento on a piece of bread.


"Unboxing" - Blackouts