Campus of the undead
“I can control them.”
He laughed, the sound echoing across the eerily quiet campus. “I’m the king of this place,” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. For a fleeting moment, a grandiose vision filled his mind—him, ruling not just the campus but the entire country, commanding an army of the undead. But he brushed the thought aside, shaking his head.
“First things first,” he said to himself, strolling leisurely through the campus. Zombies parted before him as if sensing his dominance, their groans low and deferential. Akin whistled as he walked, enjoying the strange, twisted power he now wielded.
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