FantasyLord

Synopsis:
   In a world shattered by the apocalypse, where chaos reigns and monsters rule, emerges Kilr Rombot, the unlikeliest hero from Rising Star Academy. His journey begins not with glory, but with a gruesome demise that heralds his rebirth into a realm teeming with undead horrors and existential threats.
   But Kilr is not just another survivor. Fused with a mysterious Zombie System, he gains unimaginable powers over death itself. His mission? Nothing short of obliterating the nightmarish scenario that has befallen humanity. Yet, every step forward is a dance with danger, as he confronts not only grotesque monsters but also ancient deities and godlike beings who seek to thwart his quest.
   Amidst bloodshed and uncertainty, Kilr discovers that his Zombie System harbors secrets darker than the creatures he battles. As he navigates this treacherous new reality, each victory and defeat reshapes him, forging a hero who must transcend his own humanity to save what remains of the world.
   Prepare for an epic saga where courage meets calamity, and the fate of humanity rests in the hands of one reluctant hero. Kilr Rombot's journey is a relentless odyssey through perilous landscapes and profound revelations, where every heartbeat echoes with the pulse of a dying world.

My Zombie System In The Apocalypse World

||Episode 154: The • Depths • Of • Despair • (4)||

In front of them was a huge throne with a number of steps and seated on the throne was the most hideous looking thing they had ever seen.

The Disaster Of Despair And Sorrow had white skin filled with millions of rough bumps, he held a long sceptre with the shape of a crescent moon. His chest was bare and wrinkles while he wore a dark cape and trousers. His head was in the shape of a crescent moon with very tiny black eyeballs.

He spoke in a hoarse manner and carrying a melancholic vibe. "Kekeke. To escape from the depths of your own despair, you mortals really have come quite a way since hundred of thousands of years ago. Quite remarkable, it simply means that I will have to sully my own hands to pull you into what true despair means. The helplessness of your race, this will be very educative."