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Excess is permitted. "Good." I pull a notepad toward me. "Because I wasn't planning to stop there." I don't write the list the way the old Abbie would have, wandering the aisles in the order the store lays them out. I write it in the order of things people killed for during an Apocalypse.*Water. Light. Warmth. Medicine.* Food goes last, and it surprises me until I remember why. The people who made it through the first weeks weren't the ones with the biggest pantries. They were the ones who could still see in the dark and still feel their fingers enough to hold a spoon.

Retching and heaving onto the floor, pain washed over me as my pulse and lungs raced to reclaim my stolen oxygen. Alpha Reu kneels down to my level, silently looking over my bleeding, shuddering carcass. His blue eyes are frosty, focused. His white hair is the only reminder of the world above. “Cal, the weather has turned. You’re down here for the Freeze. I cannot let my you take on the route out of here injured and unprepared-” “That’s not your call,” I groan, “I’ll take my truck and go now.” “I had to use your truck to transport the supplies. They’re arriving back in the next few hours then we shut the bunker down. We have given them everything we can to save Miereille. The weather has tur

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

] [Warning: Without Stabilization, the Zombie Gene May Continue to Spread. Evelyn clenched her hands. “So this is why I survived?” [Confirmed.] [The Host’s Mutated Zombie Gene Has Allowed the Body to Resist Complete Transformation.] [The System Has Assisted in Maintaining Human Consciousness.] [However, Current Stabilization Is Insufficient.] Evelyn looked toward the garden. She had been fighting to survive the apocalypse, believing that her knowledge of the future and her spatial storage would be enough to protect her. Now she understood that her survival depended on something inside her blood.

Host can now complete tasks, gain rewards and upgrades to survive the apocalypse! Rewards? Upgrades? Violet rubbed her eyes to be sure she was seeing things clearly. Before she could process what was happening further, another line of text appeared. [TASK 1: Purchase an Apocalypse Survival Fortress.] Violet blinked in astonishment, staring at the line before her. Her first task was to purchase a fortress? Yes, she most definitely needed something that could help her survive in the apocalypse. The apocalypse came with raging heat, sandy storms, no water, and mutated humans and beasts.

My storage contained good, meds and other supplies I had gathered in the past few days, losing access to everything for three days in an apocalypse would be disastrous. [Mission timer activated: 59:48.] A map appeared beneath the notification and I quickly memorized it before the screen disappeared. “Turn left at the next intersection,” I ordered. Adrian raised a brow. “Excuse me?” “We need to get to the emergency shelter,” I told him. “And why would I do that?” “Because I said so.” I fired at him. He laughed with no humor. “You really haven’t changed.” “Well you certainly have, you’re an insufferable jerk who’s now a druggie.” I scoffed, folding my hands on my chest. “Quite disappointing fo

The abnormal weather had killed many survivors. In my past life, I'd only arrived at a safe zone five months after the zombie outbreak. There'd been elite soldiers and over a hundred thousand survivors there. Over a hundred of these safe zones were scattered across the country, significantly contributing to mankind's survival. "Why aren't we leaving now since the safe zones have already been set up?" Mom asked me. I looked at the snow outside. "It's highly likely we'll freeze to death in this weather if our car breaks down." …

" A surge of warmth spread through my body, and I could feel my muscles rippling with power. I clenched my fist and threw a quick punch that cut through the air with a sharp gust of wind. Perfect. The first night of the apocalypse was off to a peaceful start, but I couldn't let my guard down because something even more terrifying would come after the freezing doomsday—the zombie outbreak. People who froze to death on the side of the road would soon stand back up with twisted limbs and bite anything they saw. Garrett's family was surprisingly lucky. They managed to ditch the car and retreat to their high-end apartment complex, but the water, power, and gas were cut. All that fancy interior de

Beyond the reinforced walls of the sanctuary, the apocalypse continued to devour the city. People fought over scraps. Governments collapsed. Entire districts froze. But those problems belonged to another world. Not ours. Because while everyone else had spent months preparing for tomorrow... I had prepared for eighteen months. And now, as Day Three of the Great Freeze settled over Oakhaven, our enemies sat trapped inside a frozen mansion with no power, no fuel, and no hope. While we sat beside a roaring fire. Warm. Fed. Protected. And finally free. Leaving the study, I stepped into the main command center of the villa.

Survived the military helicopter crash – natural immunity to the zombie virus. [Objective: Find the stronghold in the mountains and restore order in the mountains.] “She wants the bunker,” Julian said grimly. “This woman wants to kill us all and take the bunker for herself.” “Is she coming to the bunker right now?” Siera asked. “Can you see her path?”