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>Yong's observations, shared in a low, concerned tone, sketch a troubling development in the city's ever-shifting power landscape. According to his account, the new group that has risen to prominence in the vacuum left by the city hall shelter's decline is markedly more ruthless than their predecessors. Consisting of six to seven men, all armed and apparently well-coordinated, they have not only taken over the reins of power but have also introduced a more brutal regime.</p>

<p>"They took over the city hall shelter group and became the leader," Yong explains, his voice tinged with worry. "But they are more brutal than the previous leaders of the group."</p>

Plan for a preemptive strike