ログインPOV AMARA“There is nothing more satisfying than watching an army of nightmares shatter against a wall of fire that you yourself kindled.”The anti-materiel rifle kicks hard against my shoulder, recoil hitting with the force of a pneumatic piston. The round blazes forth wrapped in a tight spiral of blue plasma and searing white flame, tearing through the air with a low, thunderous crack. One thousand five hundred metres below, it punches straight through the centre of the first Hive Commander’s exposed cerebral mass.The detonation is colossal.That four-armed monstrosity does not simply collapse. Purifying Fire ignites inside it like a white phosphorus charge, spraying a rain of blazing embers that instantly incinerates nearly fifty infected clustered around it. Without the synaptic link holding them together, roughly two thousand infected at the vanguard lose all coordination at once. They stumble blindly into one another, tumbling over the steep roadside embankment and vanishing do
POV AMARA“Peace at the end of the world lasts exactly as long as it takes ten thousand starving dead to smell fresh meat behind your walls.”That crimson stain spreading across the satellite map does not simply move, it boils.Through the long-range cameras mounted high on the mountain cliffs, the four-lane highway below looks like an overflowing river of tar. There is no empty space left on the asphalt. Thousands of misshapen bodies surge shoulder to shoulder, shoving and scrambling over one another, climbing across the roofs of overturned trucks, kicking up a thick grey dust cloud that blots out the sun like an endless plague of locusts.“Ten thousand strong,” Nikolai says, resting both palms flat against the tactical table. His voice is unnervingly calm, yet heavy enough to send a chill down my spine. “In the old military, it took two heavy artillery regiments plus saturation air bombardment just to hold back a migration this size.”“Well now it is just you, me, and whatever weapo
POV AMARA“Inheriting a high-tech bunker means nothing if the base’s electronic brain believes you and your husband are just two more walking corpses.”«Four seconds until fire purge» the flat voice recites through every speaker mounted around the hangar.The four heavy turrets rotate in perfect mechanical unison, their twin barrels locking onto our position. The electric hum of capacitors charging fills the vast steel chamber with a rising, unbearable vibration that settles deep in your bones.Nikolai plants his boots firmly on the grated floor, spreading his armoured arms wide to place himself as a living shield between me and the guns. The dark metallic plating crawls up his neck, hard and seamless against his skin, and every muscle in his back tenses as if he is already bracing to take a direct missile impact.«Three seconds…»“Get behind me, Amara!” he roars through gritted teeth, his jaw clenched tight. “My armour can absorb the first full burst, but the moment they fire, you ha
POV AMARA“Squeezing the trigger on a zombie is pure survival instinct. Squeezing it on the fool who tried to steal your future? That is poetic justice at its finest.”The barrel of my plasma pistol does not tremble by even a millimetre as it rests steady beneath Marcus Vance’s chin.The captain’s skin glistens with cold sweat. His pupils are blown so wide with terror that his irises are barely visible. The weapon hums with contained energy, the ozone and searing heat rising from it singeing the fine hairs along his jawline before I even begin to tighten my finger.“Wait… hold on, Amara…” he stammers, lifting both hands into the air, his fingers visibly trembling. “We can… we can work something out. This base has enough supplies to last for years. There is more than enough for everyone. Nikolai and I were brothers in arms in the Third Brigade…”“You were the cur who signed my confinement order while you looted my stockpiles for yourself, Marcus,” Nikolai’s voice cuts through the air b
POV AMARA“Leaving the ghosts of your past behind feels easy when the gates to your new empire stand waiting right in front of you.”The air at the foot of the mountain grows noticeably colder, yet it still carries that same foul, familiar stench of gunpowder and burnt flesh that has hung over the entire city since everything fell apart.Black Raven Fortress is far more than just another bunker. It is a massive structure carved deep into solid rock, ringed by towering six-metre retaining walls and a primary hydraulic gate forged from solid military-grade alloy, three metres thick and nearly impenetrable. In the old world, this place was the Federation’s most closely guarded secret. Now, it stands as the only sanctuary strong enough to survive the total collapse of civilization itself.We pause behind a low barricade of sandbags, roughly one hundred metres from the wide access ramp leading upward to the main gate. My tactical vision sweeps the entire perimeter instantly, overlaying eve
POV AMARA“It is funny how the very same people who once called you a street rat now look at you as if you were the only goddess left on earth.”Chloe’s shriek pierces the air. The zombie yanks at her leg with sickening strength, its black claws tearing through the denim of her trousers and digging straight into the skin beneath. Its jaw hangs open, gums raw and bleeding, teeth yellow and jagged, snapping inches from her exposed ankle.“Amara! For heaven’s sake, shoot it!” my father bellows from the ground, struggling to push himself upright, his injured arm clutched tight against his stomach. “I am your father, damn it! I order you to do something! Lanston, you are an officer of the Federation, uphold your oath and protect my family!”Nikolai lets out a dark, rumbling laugh that echoes across the entire rooftop, deep and cold as distant thunder. He lowers the muzzle of his military rifle, resting it casually against the pavement with clear disdain, then folds his arms across his ches







