Zombie Eddsworld Novels & Stories

The hostel room was dimly lit, its battered furniture and faded look a stark reminder of the chaos outside. Joseph sat by the window, his fingers gripping the cracked sill as his gaze swept over the campus below. The zombies still shuffled aimlessly, their low growls and guttural noises cutting through the eerie silence. He willed them to move away, even if just for a moment, but they stayed rooted, their presence a constant reminder of the nightmare that had engulfed the campus.

The little girl and the silly zombie sweet world couldn't be destroyed at all by a mere passerby who disrupt their sweet scene at the beginning of their first meeting. The woman who was badly injured a while ago by the same zombie who was dragging her collar at the back and was also the same zombie who threatened her revive a feminine zombie to come back once again from the dead will for sure puke all the little things she ate for half a year if ever she get to know what was these two was regarding her in their mind, but sadly, she will get to know that in the future but not now, she will for sure regret thinking of knowing what things will be in the mind of these unfeeling zombie and this r

Somewhere, he could still hear the waves although he could only see blackness where the sea should be. Looking down, Jon saw that the light from the library was still on. Jon wondered about his client's nocturnal habits and whether he would need to adjust his work hours as well to match his client's. Suddenly, Jon saw something move from the corner of his eye. It seemed to have come from the library window, but he could not be sure. Just as he was convincing himself that he was just too sleepy and conjuring images out of nothing, he saw a black creature move across the wall of the mansion like a giant lizard. The light from the library window barely caught it. Jon barely suppressed a cry whe

"That's okay, Your Majesty. I'm willing to listen to anything as long as I know who I really am." "Well, I hope you're ready for everything, because we're going way back when this all started!" Edith nodded. She felt her hands being tightly grasped by Ravijojla and she could see her surroundings turning into a vast meadow. Edith saw herself on top of a high cliff and below her were many warriors fighting. Edith didn't pay much attention to it until her gaze fell on the other side of the battlefield where there was a battle between humans and wolves. "They are not humans, but vampires!"

There are various of people ahead us. But I am not quite sure if it would be alright for me to call them as people. To think that this would really happen… I didn't close my mind in it tho. But for me to see it in front of my eyes, I can't help but be slapped by the truth of how this world change completely. Not leaving any hint of it being back in the way it used to be. Charging at those undead, or should I call them zombies just like what we think of, Saypher did not show any hint of him surrendering. That is one of the thing that one can expect to the protagonists of this game.

> “In a world of magic, the Soul became a storm…” Julian morphed into a whirl of blue lightning, blasting bolts of electric ink at the Editors. The office turned into a mad, shifting battlefield. One corner became a desert filled with cowboys, another a spaceship, another a haunted castle crawling with ghosts. Maya fired her steam cannon at an Editor, blasting it into the “Haunted Castle” zone. Stone monsters came alive, dragging the Editor away. “It’s working!” the Author yelled, fingers racing across an old typewriter. “I’m confusing them! They don’t know which story to delete first!”

Her curses stopped abruptly because the lifeboat suddenly tilted violently. A horde of zombies grabbed the boat from underwater! "Ah! Get away! Don't touch me!" Winnie kicked and struggled frantically at the rotting arms, but to no avail. Hans desperately struck the zombies with the oars, pleadingly looking at me. "Clarissa! Please! For the sake of our years together..." I silently watched them struggle, feeling calm. My voice was soft, yet each word pierced the heart, "Hans, do you know that you pushed me into a horde of zombies in my past life?"

Edward seriously asked him. In contrast to Edward, Joaquin was thinking further ahead, as if the apocalypse would end the world. "I think your girlfriend is a zombie!"

It was like she was perpetually stuck in the graveyard! In her panic, Sally bumped into what looked like a figure of a man. The force of the bump made her fall on her back. The figure lurched towards her. Sally thought it was one of her neighbors on his way home... but it wasn't. What stood before Sally was not human. It was a zombie, an undead being with leathery skin and a missing eye. Sally screamed. The zombie moaned.

“How many more are there?” “More what?” he asks. He looks around the carnage in the room, but it’s like he doesn’t register it. There’s no fear or shock or surprise. His eyes are blank and lifeless. “Are you doing that to him?” I ask. Zael shakes his head. “He’s a zombie.” “A zombie?” “Yes. It’s old witchcraft. Necromancy. He’s literally a walking corpse.” “Oh, that’s just fan-fucking-tastic,” Glenn says. “How do we kill them?”