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 Rodriguez say that, saying that Oscar looked shocked to fuck was an understatement. Because not only did he prove he was in no way Asian due to how roundly enlarged his eyes, the motherfucker couldn't even squat with full depth as he had a panic attack-like event. I thought for sure that he'd be jumping for joy or unloading several birdshots— err, buckshots in the fucking air, but the dumbass needed to sit down as he started to hyperventilate.

"K-KID! KID! KIDDDD! SHE'S COMING! S-SHE'S COMING!"

I tried my best to contain my laughter, "I heard, old man. She's finally—"

"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! SHE'S FINALLY COMING! WHERE'S SHE GONNA STAY?! OH FUCK! OH FUCK—"

"You have a house back home, alright?! Keep it together!"

"OH~ BRUDDA~! WHAT IF SHE SAW THE MESS?! THE HOUSE HASN'T BEEN C-CLEANED IN WEEKS! S-SHE'S GONNA KILL ME, KID! W-WHAT DO I DO?!"

"We're gonna call Aunt Sharon and she'll get it sorted, alright—"

Passing Responsibilities - Not quite.