Story 620: Bloodfang’s Legion

The village lay in eerie silence, the smell of death thick in the air. General Viktor ‘Bloodfang’ Kruger stood at the center of the ruined street, his crimson beret slightly tilted as he examined the grotesque figures before him.

Rows of undead soldiers, clad in torn fatigues and armor, stood at attention. Their pale, rotting faces twitched with unnatural hunger, but their eyes… their eyes were filled with something different. Obedience.

Kruger smirked. His undead army was ready.

A low, rasping voice interrupted the moment. “Impressive work, General. I must admit, I doubted you at first.”

From the shadows of a broken chapel, Dr. Sylvia "Plague Mistress" Voss emerged, her long coat billowing as she stepped forward. The mastermind behind the infection, she had spent months refining the virus, perfecting Kruger’s vision—an undead force that followed orders, not instincts.