Story 624: Blood Oath of the Undead

The underground chambers of the Crimson Citadel pulsed with an eerie glow, the flickering red lights reflecting off the steel walls. General Viktor 'Bloodfang' Kruger stood before his newly resurrected Death Brigade, the elite force of undead warriors he had forged from the corpses of fallen soldiers. His crimson beret sat firm on his head, and in his gloved hands, he gripped his trusted combat knife, its serrated edge still stained with fresh blood.

Before him, Revenant-One knelt, his undead eyes burning with newfound intelligence. Around him, the rest of the transformed warriors—once mere shambling corpses—stood at rigid attention, their minds reforged into weapons of war.

Kruger stepped forward, his voice cold and commanding. "You are no longer bound by weakness. No longer shackled by mortality. You are the vanguard of my will, the spearhead of my conquest."