Definitely Fictional
It is but a typical day for a person who is not normal anymore.
Wrong! It must be that today is but an ordinary day for normal people... bad!
Incorrect! Too abstract and rude! It should be just a normal day for humans!
Nay! Still the same... yet who cares, he is not even part of all those phrases.
"Fuck that! Let's get straight to the point. Zombies are fictional. They are no-brainers that savagely attack and spread their existence like a virus by biting others who're still not the same as them; humans, specifically. They won't die easily, in which case aren't really hurt by some guns and could only be restrained if one cuts their limbs off of them. That's only a type of zombie, I think. Well, as of now, there are no kinds of zombies in reality. So no need to be scared… even though all of you are also called one! No, since in the first place, you'll just think I'll believe you that easily? In your dreams!"
Well, is he not knowledgeable? Aye, he is! However, it did not change the fact that he barks too mu-
"Oh my, oh my~ I should make a dream for myself where you're my wimpy smug pet then~ Also, what were you talking about 'all of you' my king? You mean all of us, right?"
The tanned-skinned tall short-red-haired big-bust woman interrupted Narrator's narration, smiling with an imaginary halo atop her head. Dangerously sexy, indee-
"You! Reply properly to my detailed explanation! Take this kidnapping of yours very seriously! Oh, so why am I talking to my kidnappers then? Fuck! &@(#$%!"
Hah, okay. So the potato-protag currently having the "name-hush" interrupted Narrator's narration, making some furrowed eyebrows and random symbols on his mouth, continuing to ba-
"Nwo~ Sister Dream Zombie and Mr. Zombie King~ Shh Shh! Down't fwight~"
Acceptable. The wavy-black-haired child-looking person interrupted Narrator's narration, currently operating a
... Aye! Seems li-
"Hmm… so that explains it. Even if I am not Genius Zombie, I could still understand why. To be simple, our existence is much like what you explain these fictional 'Zombies' in this world of yours stand for. Although it is, there are still some 'slight' differences. Like we do not look the same as them, we are not no-brainers, we do not spread like a virus, we do not savagely attack... and we do not bite others. Yes, we do not bite at all."
The ash-gray interu-shit this! What is with these inte-
"Who cares about that if there's enough evidence straight into my face that you aren't?! What evidence? That evidence!"
After declaring that he pointed a finger at the three of them, smirking.
"Heh! First of all, you three just look exactly like humans! Particularly two women... and a goddamn loli-hag! Ehem. Also, Sister Dream or what-that-shit-is. Are those types of labels supposed to be what you call each other every single time? Tsk, what a joke if it's like tha-"
"It is like that. Those what you deemed as 'labels' are actually our names. And speaking of our names, let us introduce ourselves one by one. But firstly, how about giving you a proper sense of what we really are? That way our existence would be much more credible."
Hearing what her companion had said, Dream Zombie sighed, relieved.
"Yeah, we must. We must since he keeps barking. Well, at least he's less than what we expected him to be. Right, Reape- "
"What the hell! Expected? So you already planned this for so long, huh?! I didn't ask to be chosen for your zombie-king declaration-shit or something! Choose another guy! I just wanna be normal, fu-"
"Mr. Zombie King, pwease listen~"
"Shatap, 53-year-old loli-hag!"
"Hu-Huuwaahhh! I made Mr. Zombie King angwy. Huwaaah!"
Too many dialogues. Narrator did not even have time to narra-
"Hah~ I will make it brief. As I have talked about already, we came into this world of yours. However, what I have not noted yet is that it was arbitrary, and it is still just 10-or-so days since we arrived. And even if we exactly look like humans, we are not humans. We are Zombies. I do not know why 'Zombies' in this world of yours existed, although fictionally only, but we are truly called Zombies. As I was informed as well, humans do not have any natural powers, like us. Yes, we each have our own abilities. That is all. Now time for some introduction. How about you first, Dream?"
After a long discussion Reaper Zombie then requested to her companion. Thus, concluding the request to be inevitable this companion that was called Dream nodded and complied.
"My complete name is Dream Zombie. My sisters just casually call me Sister Dream. I don't understand why that's weird for you, but it's already weird enough that a human has made a conversation with one of us since coming here. Wait, sorry, seems like I made a mistake. You're not a human already, right? Oh my, how bad of me~"
However, despite receiving that, he persisted in looking seriously.
'I don't know why they're giving me their names, but by these, I can at least report them to a mental hospital. Also, I should react normally.'
And so seeing him finally being cooperative, the child-looking person became glad.
"My turn! Mr. Zombie King, I'm Loli-Zombi-"
"To hell with that! Your name actually has 'Loli' in it! Wait... ah, so that explains it then. That your so-called 'names' actually came from your made-up abilities!"
Out of what he said one of the listeners, which is the ash-gray-haired elegant woman, then approved... yet slightly frowning.
"You are correct, although the latter is certainly off. Anyway, I am Re-"
"Huwaaah! Pwease lemwe continwu fiwst, Mastwer~"
As her student directly made some pleading face to her, how could she, her master, refuse it? She even became spirited hearing the word "Master", since she is currently so stressed because of a certain idiot.
"Sure, my student!"
"Thank you, Master! Mr. Zombie King, others call me Young Sister, so I hope you will call me that too, pwease?"
"Surely... not! You're way older than m-"
"Also, Master is my master. Uhh... oh, and the red biggy scythe you saw earlier was actually given to me by Master! Wanna see it again, Mr. Zombie King?"
"Of course not!"
Receiving that harsh tone from him, her eyes became watery. Only watery, inde-
"Hu-Huwaaah! I made Mr. Zombie Kwing angwy again~ Huwaaah!"
Take that back, since she ran off, wailing. However, what is with these weird interruptions and dia-
"Let her be. Anyway, as for my introduction, from what you heard two times already, I am none other than Reaper Zombie. Reaper, for short. For the scythe my student, which is Loli-Zombie, was talking about, it is true that I gave that to her. And yes, I have unlimited scythes."
"Too much worthless information. I didn't even ask to know that last part. But still, isn't this just too fast? Everything's happening so fucking fast. Some hours ago I just had 'it', yet the next thing I knew was waking up only finding myself being kidnapped by some weird cult proclaiming themselves to be aliens from another world that happens to be coincidentally called 'Zombies' or some shit, with names that are 'totally befitting' for humans."
Aye, he is exactly right... fuck this! The narrating progress is out of pace! Seems like everything is mostly composed of their short and long dialogues, is it not?
#GiveNarratorScreenTime
"Would you believe us already? We even said to you that despite looking exactly like your former being 'Human', all of us have what all of them do not have."
"And what exactly is it then?!"
"Hah~ idiot... ehem. As from what Genius Zombie explained to us and from what we stated to you already, we have natural powers that for humans, are supernatural abilities."
After a fiery exchange of words the elegant ash-gray-haired medium-bust woman, which she had just introduced herself as Reaper Zombie, then pointed her thumb at Dream Zombie while still staring straight into a specific boy's eyes, disappointed.
"I thought you figured it out already. Yes, she is the one who gave you that dream of yours."
"Huh, what dream? You mean that nightmare?"
Receiving that, Dream Zombie rolled her eyes, pouting.
"Oh my~ it's not a nightmare, my king. If you're actually this dumb, I shall inform you that it was certainly what you call a dream. And for further facts, there's Nightmare Zombie for nightmares."
"Is that an insult? That's literally an insult... you fucke-"
"Nwo~ Downt fight, Mr. Zombie Kwing and Sister Dweam Zowmbie~"
Loli-Zombie came back in front of his supine-laid body again and once more became a "part" of the females who are surrounding him, interrupting a "childish drama" of thei-
"Shatap! Who cares about you, loli-hag!"
"Hu-Huwaaaaaaaah!"
Ugh, here they go again. Aye, as well as the interruptions.
Cringe, indee-
"Well, at least the mood from the start is not awkward. This comfortable ambiance is one step to our goal, is it not, Tele-Zombie?"
[You got it, Reaper! And as from your request earlier, Genius Zombie just "shortly" said:
-What are you talking about? Of course, it is Zombie. Wait, actually, report this to my pupil and let her tell this to him. That may be because, in the most prominent human language, which is called "English", Zombie was changed into the word "Zombie". To be honest, I just spoke the word "Zombie" again. So if he still received "Zombie", that must mean everything we say will be automatically converted into words that he can easily comprehend, which is most possibly in the language English, no matter how hard it is to be corrected. And vice versa. Also, yes, no other "non-Zombie" beings, like earthly humans, can understand our Zombie language, well, except him the chosen one, of course. Mhm, seems like it.
That was what she "just" said, Reaper. Also, you know that I'm so busy. So this is goodbye! And don't contact me again! Townk~]
Out of nowhere, a "short" message coming from a teenage-like penetrating voice of a female that instantly changed at a certain point into a firm-like slightly deep voice was directly sent into the mind of the graceful-looking Reaper Zombie... that is not looking graceful at the slightest bit at all! She is instead dizzy. Aye, it is, of course, from what she just received that she thought was just a "short" message... when it is actually the longest paragraph in this chapter.
"She is still the same innocent girl I have always known, huh... Ah, my head hurts so much~"
Reaper Zombie expressed her pain, massaging her forehead.
And so seeing her comrade in such a state, Dream Zombie chuckled.
"Tell me~ Tele-Zombie did it again, didn't she? Her memory capacity is just so terrifying... How I miss her indirectly reminding me of how beneath I am~"
"Yes, the accuracy of how she exactly interprets all of us, her Sister's, voices, and even the individual way of speaking itself, made her one of the most important yet petrifying, or let us say formidable Zombie-Types just below 'them'."
"Them? Well, if we are bold enough to even compare ourselves to them, we would just be mere bugs, aren't we? But unlike me, you always have the chance to prove yourself, dear."
"What do you mean? I thought of you as equal, Dream. You are important as well, you know..."
Reaper Zombie replied in contrast to her comrade's self-condemnation. And so hearing that, Dream Zombie was pleased.
"Oh, my~ Do not spoil me furthermore, Reape-"
"And don't spoil me any longer for being patted in the head by this loli-hag, you shit women! Just release me already!"
"Hehe~ no way. By this, you can keep calm, Mr. Zombie King~"
The child-looking Loli-Zombie continued to pat a certain someone's head, expecting him to relax from her joyful palms when... when what? Her expectation was fulfilled!
"No way! Not at all!"
This certain someone tries to deny it, but it can be already seen from his face how he likes it so much. Just like a dog being patted by its owner.
Yet however great the sweetness they are showing off, the elegant Reaper Zombie only smiled for a second and sighed next.
"Unfortunately, we have to deny your 'demand' since we must wait for the others to be back here agai-"
"What the! So there are even more of you cult women? Nah, too much."
He gave up, looking like an Oscar-worthy dead shit.