TK_Selwyn

I can't explain why or how this cycle repeats for me. Yet, what I do understand is each time I die, I return to the starting point, a zombie apocalypse, and continue my journey anew.

In my first apocalypse, I overlooked the creeping signs of doom until overrun by zombies in my flat, where I perished in sheer terror.

The second attempt to alert others of the impending chaos fell on deaf ears; labelled a lunatic, I fled the city, only to succumb to starvation and exposure alone in the wild.

By the third go, I sought safety in wealth, collecting vast supplies, yet fell victim to a brutal gang.

Now, understanding the key—precise foresight, survival skills, strict secrecy, and solitude—I see the purpose in reliving this collapse. This time, failure is not an option. This time, I will survive and outlive the apocalypse.

My Last Apocalypse

<p>Days have passed since Sue and I encountered Yong and his siblings. The weight of their situation lingers in our minds, a constant reminder of the stakes at play in this broken world. We've made it our mission to scout the area around the burnt-down building, searching for any clues that might lead us to the group responsible for such atrocities.</p>

<p>Our daily patrols are marked by a vigilant silence, a shared understanding that every corner turned, every shadow inspected could bring us closer to confronting the enemy. The desolation surrounding us is palpable, a city once teeming with life now reduced to a mere echo of its former self.</p>

The infected guards