“We should rest here for now.” A group of four went inside the building. Two people carrying one person between their linked arms as the person in front acts as the lookout. The injured man looked up as his gaze prick towards the sturdy back. Chief Winston felt uneasy and eventually avert his gaze towards the three. The two dudes just stared at him as they tried to calm their subordinate. “Don’t mind him. He’s a bit edgy after we..” “It’s fine. We’re in an apocalypse anyway. Who’d want to trust someone?” Winston said as he finally dart his eyes ahead. The two dudes who actually are high-schoolers are students of Eastern High and the injured man was their teacher. One was a blond hair dude, a total punk and the other student wears a badge that seems to be a member of the student council. The two boys looked at each other as they seems to communicate with their gaze. After staring into each other for a while, they looked at the soldier who’s already a meter and half ahead. “We shou

 The morning came the next day. After sensing an unfamiliar movement, Byul instantly opened his eyes. In that very moment, he saw a peaceful face close to the to his, the skin was dry and it seems to have been chapped because of the cold. Byul blinked, his mind still hasn’t caught up to reality yet. The sleeping face wrinkled his brows and finally after a few seconds, Byul reacted aggressively. He immediately pushed the face in front of him away and sat up, gasping in shock. His eyes must be playing tricks! What the f—is that bloody jerk doing here?! No, in the first place, why didn’t he detect his presence at all! Stanley wrinkled his brows, receiving a harsh kick so early in the morning instantly put him in a vile mood. He look above and saw the stupid face widening his eyes like a tarsier. Stanley yawned. His head still hurts and his already aching body received another harsh blow. Not to mention, he saw thi

The one-sided slaughter continued as the whole environment seems to freeze, everything was in a silent, incomprehensible scene. It’s as if the other people were sitting right at the front row of the theater as they watch a horror movie. The four back off as they widened their eyes in shock, fear, disgust. Whatever it is, the feeling was unexplainable. The scene, how brutal could it be? That man was even worse than a prominent serial killer! Even if it’s a zombie, they still have that idea stuck on their minds that even these corpses were indeed once, a person too. It must be the pressure and fear but they can’t seems to move even a bit. Everyone is frozen stiff. Byul paused as everyone also focused their eyes on the beast standing upfront. His back is cold, as if he’s the only person in the world. [2s..1…0] Beep! Beep! Thud! With that, the last dism

 “Aim for the heads! Don’t let them reach the building!” One of the group yelled. He stood straight commanding the other people crouching on the ground. It wasn’t that long till Byul realized, he was their leader. Byul took one meaningful look at his own group, especially staring at Winston’s gun hanging on his shoulder as he raised his brow. “Got something to say to me?” Byul asked Stanley as he looked at him empty-handed. This guy rushed here without even thinking and didn’t even bring anything? Byul sighed heavily. This jerk must’ve thought that this is still a game. What a late bloomer. Somehow, Byul was disappointed. “Pick something you could use. Try to kill some if you have nothing to do.” Without waiting for them to make up their minds. Byul walked near the entrance and consult his system. The

After leaving the apartment building, Byul wandered around the street to quite some time. He was contemplating whether the group had left the building by now as he was to call out his army. But it would be troublesome if they are to shoot at his puppets again. Somehow, Byul felt funny inside. It should be easy for him to do as he please since everything here is from a game, the only difference is that he was one of the characters inside.It would be much easier if he was the one who’s sitting in front of a computer but. Now that he was also aware that the initial plan was just to be a player, he somehow felt a bit conflicted because of his new status as a character. When he thought about the first time he discovered the game ‘Arc of Shion’ his mood felt better.Arc of Shion, it gave him a place where he belongs. Without looking at other people, without having felt the wretched feeling and hating himself. It rewarded him a new life. Not just a life but also a mission. Such a thing, he