Her name is Crystal. Just Crystal. And zombie killing is her game. Before the Apocalypse her game was actually designing games from the ground up. Her most popular? You guessed it, Zombie Massacre . Who says you can’t apply games to real life? But even she can’t say she wasn’t surprised or scared when she found a Zombie in her closet, oh boy she was terrified.

Has your mother ever told you, never ever, NEVER take anything offered by a stranger?
No? Ok, then take this from me. When a stranger, especially someone who looked like a dude who never showered, has long unwashed hair, has bad breath, flies lingering around and with dirty hands offering you the latest zombie game software, you should say, "Geez mister, thanks but no thanks. My mom always say never take stuff from stranger," And then, you turn around and run for your life.
No, even if the guy looks like he showered, you should not take anything if he is a stranger. Even it's the game software you desperately want.  
Guess who never took that advice? Me.
That's why when moment I woke up in a wooden plank bed on the floor, in a room dusty and hot room which looked like a freaking shed, I know I am screwed. I am not in my room. My head's spinning and I heard funny noises outside, what sounded like a mixture of moans and a lot, I mean, a LOT of gun shot sounds. I don't know what's happening and I don't feel like dying.
Then you must wonder how on earth do I have the time to write this diary entry? Let me start from the beginning.
Before I woke up in a dusty and hot room which looked like a freaking shed, actually, in the real world I am a, newbie but decent computer game designer and tester for this lousy cheapo company. Ok, my boss is the cheapo ass. The company's not that cheap. I joined this company because I love games and I have to prove to my mother that gaming can actually put food on the table and so she can stop sending me allowances every other week, I know. I am embarrassed. I kinda enjoy my work there because I get to create games with other cool geek colleagues of mine, one is Mich, a girl who insists we call her Beach, don't ask why and another cool dude we call Limo. Don't ask me why his name is Limo either. Told us his dad was a limo driver. Maybe that's why. Anyway, moving on.
My name is Touya369. Ok. My professional GAMER name, is Touya369. Touya is the name of my favorite character of this old anime I watched when I was a kiddo and 369, well, it was easy to type on a vertical keyboard. Laptop is a pain. Get? Other times, people call me Nine because I was born on the September 9th, at 9.09 am in 19xx. Shit, I'm not a millennial like ya'll.
Anyway, how I got into this weird situation was messy and fuzzy. First off, our competitor, the other ass company, decided to release the pre-order zombie game called Zombiettack just one freaking day before the launch of MY own zombie game, Attack Of The Zombies. Hey, I know the first three words sound like something familiar but it's not what you are thinking about, no. My team and I were developing this game, our baby, with our heart, mind and soul, blood and sweat and a lot of lost sleep.
The worse thing is, the preview of Zombiettack was similar to Attack Of The Zombies.  From the character designs, the plot and backgrounds, graphics, specs, like 99.99%. The only thing different were the background music. You have to give that Zombiettack has slightly cooler songs but that's not the point. Attack Of The Zombies was my baby with Beach and Limo! Like it's a team baby! With two dads and one mom, ok, that doesn't sound so right. The three of us were working on the project so to have our work plagiarized and being accused at the plagiarizer the moment our baby hit the market, I knew I needed to do something.
The three of us were desperate to get hold of the actual copy of Zombiettack and see for ourselves. We just have to. That's why I went online, lurked and found the forum comparing both our releases. Obviously, my baby doesn't get the good reviews once we were accused of plagiarizing the other. Hell no.
Somehow, I managed to find someone who claimed to have a copy of the actual game even it wasn't released yet. How? Who cares but I need to get a copy of the freaking game so I agreed to meet a total stranger, in a quiet alley. That's where I met someone who looked like a dude who never showered, has long unwashed hair, has bad breath, flies lingering around and with dirty hands offering me the latest zombie game software. When I was digging my bag pack for my wallet to pay him and look up, the dude was gone. Poof. Into thin air. That should have been the sign kids but like any dumb ass, I didn't even notice. I was only excited, I mean, anxious to study the stupid game.
I ran straight home, got on video calls with Beach and Limo to dissect this together. We needed proof that this game is NOT at all similar to our baby. Our lives depend on this. Ok, our pockets and livelihood depend on this too.
The opening sequence of the game was pretty standard. It allowed me options to play solo or with other people, making it multiplayers. I decided I'll take the first dive.
The screen flash brightly on my screen. Too bright actually and that's when I felt myself being pulled in by a force. Like I'm floating and flying forward. You know, like those Avenger flying style? That. 
That was the last thing I remembered before I blacked out. Ok, let me stop here and fight some zombie before I come back and tell you more.
Signing off,
Touya369

Touya369 wakes up in a dusty shed and was roped off to fight zombies! What the heck!? It looked like the game he designed! What's happening? He was supposed to be dissecting a game but seems like the only way to go back to his world is clearing this game. Wait, Beach and Limo are here too but they don't seem to recognize him! What's going on?

"Woah, look at that! there he goes!"
Seeing Ray go off towards the zombies, the eyes of the people were attracted to him.
Everyone was looking at him and was curious about what will happen.
They still didn't know how capable the zombies are, and since someone voluntarily sacrificed himself then what could they ask more?
Will he get killed by the zombies instantly? or will he be eaten alive?

But as they saw him start killing them off one by one calmly, they were in awe.
"He must be a soldier. Use inspect to look at his stats" the one acting as their leader commented.
Since he was the one who had taken the initiative on telling everyone about the swords and that they needed to work together earlier, the people had gathered around him.
And since they were under threat, and with no one else standing up, he could do nothing but accept the lead role, even though he was just another normal person.
Hearing such words coming from him, the people started looking at Ray's status and seeing that it was almost double that of an average person, the idea that he must've been a soldier or at least someone with a profession close to one solidified.
And thinking so, some of the people became somewhat relieved. The idea that someone with such capabilities is here was somewhat reassuring to them now that many of them didn't know what to do.
"The zombies around the other gates are becoming attracted to him"
"Should we try to help him?" A girl's voice said in concern.
"I think he can handle it alone since he didn't ask for any help" The one who said such words was a middle-aged man. The most noteworthy thing about him is his hair which was dyed white, and his nose and ears with piercings. With the bags under his eyes, he looks like your typical addict next door.
'How dare he be the center of attention!' The man thought as he looks at his side, looking at several women who were now attracted to Ray.
Through films and games, he too also knows every possible weakness of the zombies and could be considered a veteran, he had long been waiting for this moment.
He should be the chosen one, this was the start of his story as the protagonist of the world, with the unique skill given by God, all men will bow to him and all the girls will spread their legs for him.
He could feel that all of the people here were weak and feeble beside the one who got punished by his potential harem member earlier. Even the one acting as their leader is just some nervous kid who is a try-hard acting like their leader.
But seeing Ray's movements, he suddenly felt threatened, it was like he was a protagonist of a story and then there was suddenly an ugly bastard who was about to cuck him.
As his mind was in chaos, he felt like he had a stroke of genius as he suddenly had an idea.
He then said to everyone as he acted solemnly, "My name is Hermes and I am his friend in real life, and he said to me earlier that he will try to attract the majority of the zombies to lessen the burden on us. He's a real hero, damn guy"
The people look at him in doubt, he certainly didn't look trustworthy to be believed. But as they were conversing, a person suddenly screamed.
"The zombies on the other side are already moving towards us!!!"
...
*Whoosh!
*Fwooosh!!
*Fwooosh!!!
...*Boom!!!
"Keep on shooting!!!"
Various kinds of attacks were fired off one after another.
Fireballs, water arrows, earth javelins, and many more which you could only see on games and movies.
There were probably about 20 people firing as they tried to kill off the zombies coming to a few distances away.
As they do so, they were only accurate about a third of the time, but as they combined into a barrage of attacks, the zombies were going down one after another.
Boom!
As an explosion hit a fat zombie in the stomach, it exploded into a beautiful firework-like gore.
The firework's red and yellowish flesh bits combined with a few maggots had even managed to reach a few people in the front lines.
"Eeeeek!" "Ugh! Fuck man, this shit smells like my mom!" "Eww, so gross! There was a maggot on my lips!!!"
"Quiet! focus on the battle!!!"
"Is this even a problem? they can't even come near us" said Hermes arrogantly beside their acting leader, he had already killed 7 zombies and gained 7 souls and 7 stat fragments with his unique ability.
In the beginning, the people around were worried, but after a while, seeing how slow the zombies are and how they are getting massacred by a few people from far away, they had grown complacent.
At first, the people with range unique abilities had only killed those who came near at a distance but as they killed a few zombies and found out about the rewards for each kill, they had then started firing zombies actively at a further distance.
And as the further they fired, the less accurate they became. As they keep on doing so, a few of the people with range unique abilities started to feel exhausted.
"Shit, why am I feeling so weak all of a sudden" "I c-can't fire anymore"
"Stop firing faraway! Don't waste your stamina, let them come near before firing!" As the one acting as the leader told them so, a few people listened. However, the majority of the ranged people continued to fire in a frenzy.
For them, with them already having experience killing the zombies from far away, they had already stopped seeing them as a threat but more like farms for stats.
And if they did come near, then the people in front would be the one taking the brunt of the attack. With a hundred of them here, armed with swords and unique abilities, what can such slow and dimwitted zombies do?
Now they were even seeing it as a competition of who kills which first.
Hermes and the other ranged people were laughing to themselves, that they were still the only ones who know that killing zombies give rewards.
'Fucking idiots, do you all think we are here just to survive?' Hermes thought.
*Bang!
A zombie was suddenly immobile with its legs gone.
"That's mine!"
Six different attacks from different people arrived on it.
"HAHAHA!" And the one who managed to kill it this time was Hermes... and he was now laughing like crazy.
'It seems that I was the chosen one after all' he thought so as he examines the details of one of his rewards.
'Now I can probably even pk that soldier dude!'
___________________________
[T1 Syringe A]
Type: HGC Sequence 1.
----------------------------
All stats + 5
Gain Skill: Bullet time
Gain immunity to sequence 1 and below virus.
Consumption limit: 1
Current Consumption times: 0
----------------------------
Description:
An awakening syringe made from an unknown virus.
Use to awaken genetic sequence 1.
Additional effects may vary depending on the individual.
___________________________
...
Ray killed zombie after zombie. And the more he kills, the more efficient he became.
He is currently on his 3rd gate, and there are only about 3 more zombies currently remaining near it.
Right now, he wasn't holding any weapons.
As the first zombie reaches for him, he just moved a bit on its side and when the zombie turned its head, a summoned sword on his right hand was already there to meet it.
Stab!
As he took the sword out of its rotten flesh scabbard, the sword was gone again.
Only two zombies are remaining. The two are walking side by side. But before they could even take a step a further...
*Shook! *Shook!
Two throwing knives were embedded into their foreheads at the same time as the zombies' bodies then fell into the ground.
*Thud!
The throwing knives he has thrown are one of the latest drops he had gotten from killing zombies.
____________________________
[Iron throwing knife]
Quality: F
Description: A throwing knife made of iron.
____________________________
He had gotten six of such knives as a set from killing a single zombie.
Receiving the reward signifying the zombies' deaths, Ray came near them and recovered the throwing knives.
It was good that when he stores the weapons on the storage, the filth is automatically excluded out. So, if he took them out again, it was like they were as good as new.
Right now, Ray has already killed about 70 zombies.
From that number, he had received the same number of stat fragments and small souls.
He had also consumed 2 more golden apples.
And then finally as he killed the latest zombie, he had gotten a new drop.
___________________________
[T1 Syringe A]
Type: HGC Sequence 1.
----------------------------
All stats + 5
Gain Skill: Bullet time
Gain immunity to sequence 1 and below virus.
Consumption limit: 1
Current Consumption times: 0
----------------------------
Description:
An awakening syringe made from an unknown virus.
Use to awaken genetic sequence 1.
Additional effects may vary depending on the individual.
___________________________
...

It's been 5 years since Ray had been receiving vivid dreams about him being in an unknown place fighting countless life and death battles. And with him feeling every event on it like it was his own, these dreams had changed him, 

And now here he was, after 5 years of feeling a vague premonition, he was now summoned on a familiar place.

[MC's POV]


'What a beautiful day indeed! birds are chirping happily, the streets are lively, its as if today would be the last day on earth.'

"And what better way to start my day than a nice cup of coffee!"

I stopped watching the scenery outside my window, and turned back to go to the kitchen in order to use the coffee maker.

"Let's see.... Are there still any coffee beans left in here?" I said as I look inside the kitchen cabinets.

"Ah! Bingo! come to daddy," I then grabbed the coffee bean bag and proceeded to pour the coffee beans into the coffee maker.

"Now I just need to wait for them to turn into liquid coffee, I still got some minutes to spare before that happens so I might as well kill time by looking at the scenery outside."


<Sometime later>

"Now that I finished my coffee, going for a light jog might not be that bad."

I then went ahead and climbed upstairs my house and entered my room, I began to change my entire outfit into that fitting for going a jog in the streets.

The place where I like to call as my home isn't all that fancy or luxurious, its just a normal modern 2-storey house just like most of the houses in the neighbourhood.

I bought this house in this peaceful neighbourhood using my parent's life insurance, my mother and father died on a train accident while going to work, the train suddenly went off rail and began to crash into the house and buildings nearby the area.

The accident of course, took the life of my beloved parents.

Once I saw the accident report, I was devastated...

What were the odds of it happening on my birthday? It was like fate was playing a sick joke in my life.

The life insurance money my parent's left me was enough for me to live alone peacefully and continue my education till I graduated, and get a suitable and comfortable job in the society.

However, I beg to differ. I chose to buy a 2-storey house in this nice and quiet neighbourhood, well to be fair, it was a rural neighbourhood so its kind of a given for it to be nice and peaceful.

I dropped out of University and tried to live a peaceful slow life in this neighbourhood.

But of course, I have my own hobbies that I very much love. I started to like agriculture and started to make a mini farm of mine in my backyard, it was pretty relaxing if I say so myself. I started watching anime and reading mangas, I bought some mangas off online stores, and watched anime on crunchyroll, my pride prevents me from watching at pirate sites.

I also started playing games, I played so many games that I don't remember some of them, well I do remember some of the popular ones like the Assassins Creed franchise.

I recently got into the apocalypse genre of games and animes, such as the fallout franchise and highschool of the dead.

I am quite fond of imagining myself surviving in a zombie apocalypse or a nuclear apocalypse, especially zombie apocalypse.

I watched a movie called Kingdom, it was a movie set in an ancient dynasty, basically it was a zombie apocalypse movie but in an ancient dynasty era, its pretty impressive to see them hold off the zombies using cold weapons.

'Huh? now that I think about it... People in that movie can hold off against zombie hordes by using swords, bows, etc... But why is it that when it comes to the modern era where firearms and massive weapons of mass destruction exist... They get overwhelmed with zombies when they can literally shoot them at a distance and not get bitten? I guess I'll take that as the panicking civilians' fault.'

Although I've got my hobbies to support me and help me not have a mental breakdown from loneliness, I still have yet to find a girlfriend since birth...

I do try to flirt with a girl but it always somehow fails, sometimes they also say something when they reject me, something along the lines of "I don't date playboys," I don't get it... Just because I look a bit handsome doesn't mean im a playboy, heck I've still got my V-Card intact my whole life.

'There's no use thinking about it, but I really do think I need a girlfriend now, im already 20 years old! im at the prime of my life! but im still alone my whole life. Those anime girls in the animes that I've watched were undoubtedly better than real life girls though.'

'Might as well head back home and water my plants, and watch anime.'


<30 minutes worth of jogging later>


"Ah..... Home sweet home! all that light exercise made my throat dry, i need to drink some water first and maybe take a rest for 20 minutes before watering my crops," I then went to the kitchen refrigerator to get water.

"Well, im going to rest for 20 minutes or so before going to the backyard to water my crops, in the meantime, I could read some mangas instead of watching anime. There was this manga called Kimi no koto ga daidaidai... Actually just search 100 Kanojo, the actual name of the manga is too long."

"I heard that Rentarou got his 11th girlfriend in the latest chapter (Chapter 45) from reddit, might as well read it."


<20 minutes later>


"I guess I should go and water the crops now," I said, as I went to the backyard of my house, the sunlight then hit my eye as I walk towards water hose to water my crops.

"Nothing beats a wonderful sunny day indeed, I think this day will be the new best peaceful day in my memory, and I am 99% sure that nothing can ruin it!"

Well... That's what i thought, till I saw what looks like a Game HUD in front of my face saying...

[ Doomsday countdown: 5D/21h/1m ] 

[ Initiating scan for compatible system variant... ]

[ System found: Gacha System - Due to the selected host's luck irregularity, the Gacha System would be the most suitable system variant. ]

[ Gacha System Overseer: Scathách ]

[ Please try your best to survive selected host of the Gacha System. For inquiries, please talk the Gacha System Overseer: Scathách, good luck and stay alive selected host. ]

"...What?"

What happens when you take two worst possible ideas for a fanfic (According to some readers) Gacha System and Harem...

Well... This Happens... Just read the fanfic and you'll see

-----------

A teenage boy was walking down the street on a sunny day, everything was peaceful... Apart from the fact that a robotic A.I inside you just told you that an Apocalypse will happen in just about a week.

Of course as everyone would've guessed, this robotic A.I inside the teenager's head... Is a system! quite frankly, a gacha system.

And what do we love about gachas? Of course! Its extremely low drop rate the higher the rarity is, the thrill that comes when you finally roll the gacha not knowing what it will give, the thrill when you finally found out the drops of the roll, only to find out that most of it is at the lowest rarity.

But don't take my word for it, this gacha system isn't an ordinary gacha system!

Well aside from the fact that it also contains objects from anime or people from certain anime, then yeah... its an ordinary gacha with the drop rates not increased.

Naturally, the teenager or know known as Zahard is happy that he got a system, well he would be if an apocalypse wouldn't happen in a week.

Read, as we follow the life of Zahard in this soon to be Apocalyptic world with his too sentient system.

-----------

The story will take place in the modern world, the apocalypse will happen in the modern world, the only fanfic part of this story is the content of the Gacha system which includes drops that are from certain animes.

Sometimes... We like to do the unexpected to the readers... Heh-

-----------

I do not own the Cover art...

  Zombies do exist, only they are very different from those in movies, video games, or apocalyptic novels. Zombies in this world are creatures that cannot be killed unless you cut off every member of their body. Even if you cut off his head, he can still move after a few minutes in which he was unconscious after that blow that made him jump his head. the only way you can kill a zombie-like that is to cut every member of the body, but if you do that, you will notice that that zombie can still move, only the cut limbs, the chest will not be able to move, so it will be possible capturing it if you cut any part of the body. There is another type of zombie in this world, and that type is the normal one that infects people by bite, and that one, like the previous example, cannot be killed so easily, but only by cutting the limbs. The difference between the first species and the second is that the first does not infect humans, but rather is sent by a certain organization to kill. And second, he is sent to create chaos, which was to happen even during the Christmas holidays, but fortunately, we managed to bring him down before infecting other people and keep him locked in cell 3C in blocks 1C-14D which is in the same size as the cell I visited some time ago.
  I leave the gym after a few moments dressed in normal clothes and wearing a bulletproof vest over a women's blouse, just in case. I go to the living room, there is Alexandra, who puts on her neck one of her created potions that helps her penetrate the light and help me hunt that zombie. Alexandra takes a shotgun, a few bullets from a closet loaded with weapons, inserts that weapon in her backpack together with the ammo, then she takes from that locker another weapon, but this time a Japanese sword called katana which is best known in video games, Japanese animated series, magazines Japanese comics, or anything else that contains Japanese elements. Alexandra passes me that sports backpack and tells me to take it to the van behind the buildings. The truck that transported those slime guys from my high school and threw them in the cell.
  I'm leaving with my backpack loaded with a shotgun, bullets, first aid kit, potions, and bullets for that shotgun, but I don't understand why we need a shotgun if we both have superpowers. I get behind the buildings, open the door, get out of the building, and head to the van of our hunting team, which is located in a parking lot next to a green Ford on the right. I reach the door of the truck, open it to make sure it's not locked, and it's not. I get in the truck in the front seat next to the driver, I leave the backpack in that seat out of seven where drivers who have long journeys use it as a bed.
  I turn on the car radio because I don't have the internet on my phone, and my phone barely has a five percent battery life. It's time to buy a new phone charger. The first radio station I listen to says that a group of thieves tried to assassinate some football players, but they failed due to a caster from them. All those thugs have been imprisoned, which is astonishing because this country if it is to imprison thieves for such actions, could risk starting a civil war. I change the radio station and get to Kiss FM, but here I don't play music but just an annoying commercial. I change the radio station again and I get to ROCK FM, and at this radio station, you can hear a rock song that is sung by the famous band, Queen. I leave the radio on this station and look for Alexandra, who immediately comes dressed in hunting clothes, but also wearing a hat and a pair of sunglasses. Alexandra enters the driver's seat, she removes the key from her pants from her left pocket, inserts it in the right place to be able to start the car, then turns it until the car starts. Alexandra drives the truck from the area where she parked it, turns it to the right, and goes straight ahead to the area where that zombie had been signaled to walk.
  "Why are wearing those clothes?" I ask Alexandra.
  "It is a disguise. I do not want to attract much attention to our mission," says Alexandra which makes concern.
  "Why though?"
  "Well... Let's just say that some monsters are starting to recognize the members of the hunters that are hunting them... The latest monsters we have caught told us that they were sent here at the Earth, and whoever sent them here tell them to be careful at some hunters... Hell, even the one who sends them knows our names."
  "How though? It could be magic?"
  "It could be magic, science, or a spy among us, hell, I have no freacking idea how they knew about the hunter organizations in the first place. Before, monsters from other worlds, universes, or dimensions had no idea that there was an organization of hunters who would catch them, arrest them, and send them back to their world, in the happiest cases. The clown we caught will remain on his cell until he will die. If he can die."
  "What do you mean by "If he can die"? Don't tell me he's immortal."
  "No he isn't immortal, but he cannot die by aging like most of the creatures and humans. So the only way to kill him is to scare him until he will have a heart attack."
  "Why we didn't do that earlier with him?"
  "The process to kill that clown is a complex one because he can be killed by one of his kind. We tried to kill him in at least one thousand seventy-nine methods but none of them worked. So surely, if we look for a clown of the same species, we could get rid of him."
  "Are you sure this plan could work? And how we could get another psycho and immune in dying clown?"
  "Don't worry, if anything will fail, it will be my blame, not yours."
  Alexandra continues driving without saying a word until we get close to the destination, which was not so far from the city, only a few tens of kilometers, and a large forest that wasn't yet cut by some wood dealers.
  "What's the plan after we arrive there?" I ask Alexandra while she continued to drive to that place.
  "I will try to attack from the distance, while you will have to bait him."
  "Why me?"
  "Because you cannot attack from the distance, and you cannot use a shotgun."
  "What's so special in that shotgun?"
  "This one posses a portal which will instantly deliver him to the deads world, the dimension was this bastard belongs."
    "Alright, so how can I bait him?"
  "Use the innocence-of-teenage-girl-who-got-lost-in-the-area technique."
  "Alright..." I say to Alexandra and agree with this one because it ain't the first time when I used this move to gain a monster or two.
  After five minutes, we arrive at the place, and there we saw nothing, just a big forest without any source of light, filled with trees and a few paths that are barely visible. Before we were about to go, Alexandra told me to use my werewolf smelling ability to detect where is that zombie, and so I did. I used my ability one time and I got nothing, I used again, the same result, and I used the third time... the same result. Alexandra looked surprised at me and says.
  "What does that zombie used to camouflaged his smell?"
  "Whatever he used," I say looking at the front of that forest. "He is good for a zombie."
  Alexandra and I take action, walk in front of her, and she stays in dark places and waits for that zombie to appear and be brought by me. The plan to catch that dead man is to pretend I'm lost and look scared. If the zombie bites your trap, then I will try to run away when I come across him, until I get close to Alexandra, where she used your shotgun to send that zombie into her world. A pretty good plan that will work.
  I enter this forest, walk a few steps through a path and pretend to be scared and lost as best I can, given that I am not a talented actress, but I am not at all good because I managed to hide them from my parents, family, friends, and neighbors for a whole year that they are half-man-half-werewolf. While I was walking into the forest, I could smell with my werewolf smell a dead smell, specific to a dead body, which means the smell comes from a zombie. I follow that smell of a decomposed, cold, lifeless corpse. The road to our target is at least a hundred and fifty meters away, so it's not that far. I walk to the source of the smell in slow steps and tremble as if I were afraid.
  I approach that target, but just before I take another step, I hear a cry of pain and then some bones begin to crack. I have no idea what happened, but it's certainly not a really good situation. I throw myself into some coughs, I drag them between them, until I reach the other side, there I find zombies, only his corpse that would come back to life in a few moments, and next to that corpse is a man who is In the thirties, he holds an ax in his hand and looks at that monster in fright. The man takes a closer look at that corpse, which is a really bad move because I notice how the zombie's hand starts to move.
  "Watch out!" I yelled to that man coming out from the bushes.
  "Huh?" says the man being surprised and reacts too late to that unexpected zombie attack.
  The zombie grabbed him by the right leg, this man was very scared, he screamed and tries to give the zombies one last ax blow, but he misses his arm that caught him by the leg. The zombie bites the innocent man's leg, and he begins to scream in pain and fall to the ground. I quickly approach that zombie, push him away from that corpse, quickly turn my left hand into a werewolf's arm, and slap him over the dead man's face.
  My werewolf's hand struck the dead man's face so hard that he flew his head off his shoulders, causing the dead man to fall to the ground for a few moments until he could move again, but without his head, he could not. He can still attack with hands, but rather to walk around agitated like a chicken whose head had been cut off. Before that zombie returned, I glanced at the man who had been bitten by the zombies, he looked at me scared, but still scared at my werewolf's hand that returned to normal. I take that man in my arms and go with him to Alexandra as fast as I can, maybe he has a potion in that backpack that stops the zombie bite virus.

A young girl named Lydia, who is now in high school, 9th grade, was attacked last year by a werewolf and almost made her werewolf, but one guy, helps her to become a human-werewolf which means she can become a woman in the day, and the werewolf in the night to help her village and the city to avoid dangers.

This story it is on Hiatus due to the numbers of works who have increased recently.

"Oh my god! Dude, the Quest World VR remake just got released!" As a male student exclaimed, almost the entirety of New York city went in an uproar. As students, teachers, people in traffic jams, offices, suddenly ran through the state street! Even though the working hours and school hours weren't completely over yet, you could say that everyone did what it took to get a copy of it's release, as they ran towards the poor game stops that are about to be filled with long lines, no, icebergs of people that want the latest remake of Quest World...

In context, Quest World was a table-top RPG that rivaled one of the greater table-tops of It's time, Dungeons and Dragons. Although Initially it wasn't called that, but that isn't the point of this context. Because of popularity, many developers have helped in creating the perfect trilogy of the three games surrounding the development of the world known as Avalonia. Where everyone goes and plays as the mighty heroes that will save the world from the demonic forces that threaten humanity. Collect items, doing quests, all of that classic RPG stuff. Each installment of the game getting progressively better than the last! The 1st installment started out as a simple and crude, single player campaign with several glitches and unbalanced equipment. The 2nd giving a better story line, multi-player, and weapon-balancing. And the last installment included, better PVP and other quality of life patches, literally marking it as the best installment. So naturally, when everyone heard that the developers were releasing a Virtual Reality remake, It naturally made everyone hype...

But how is it so famous that everyone around the nation, and possibly the entire globe, that everyone and that means everyone wanted the game? Well, from the teenage fan-service, to kid friendly settings, and up to literal +18 actions. This game almost had every genre of games in one sophisticated, simple, 2.0 GB game, which made the the world's most superior video game in comparison to many other games. So naturally, everyone already had done everything within their powers, and budget in an attempt to purchase the game beforehand, only to be stopped the several rules of proper product distribution...

However, our story does not begin there...

Somewhere around the more "affordable" types of neighborhoods, is a girl walking down the street with her school bag in slung only around one arm, and a tote bag being held by only a single hand. She has a very rugged appearance, which is saying a lot for people living the slums. She had taken good advantage of everyone's determination and craze for the latest VR game in order to skip school and just head home, which is not as nice as the scenario around the globe. Her building had several bricks falling down and people did not go easy on the land lady during Halloween, so there are still dirty egg splatters on several spaces in-between the windows and on them, speaking of which... 

"Hanna!" A cheerful 32-year old, african-american woman with black hair, greeted her on the doorstep, she has a dirty apron put on and she wore a really, breezy dress. She then approached Hanna and gave her a little peck on the cheek "You're quite early, are you skippin' class again?" She asked as she walked her into the run down building, Hanna simply nods. "Sweety. You shouldn't skip out on class! How many times do we got to cover this? I know you've got, other jobs, but education is kinda important ya' know..." As she talked, Hanna just simply walked upstairs and into a room, with the number 3 on it's front. The land lady sighed, and while doing so she heard a splat outside. She turned towards the open door to see, and indeed she found the source. The bad teens were back again, and this time they were egging the building even though it's only a day before Halloween. And just before they used some toilet rolls, the land lady grabbed a bat from inside the house and then chased them off...

Hanna enters her room, greeting her neatly stacked pile of trash of this week's trash, and then there's her recently cleaned out mattress, finally she sits down on her bed and then fiddles around her Game Bros. VR Headgear and finds the game slot, then she opens the game's packaging, blows off the top of the game's small cartridge and then puts it in, as she looks over to the pile of other game cartridges, she sighs as she puts on the Headgear...

...

"Hello! Welcome to the selection screen!" A mechanical voice sounded, I was face-to-face against code. Right before I faced a selection screen of races, the classic selection of elves to dwarves, humans to undead, basically every playable race ever since the tabletop series' release, I searched throughout the selection screen and then found the race I played ever since the first video game installment. The sub-race of the undead, the skeleton! I tried reaching for the skeleton button but I stopped my hand, and thought: 'Hey, this is a new installment, maybe I should take my time and look for another race...' I then took my time to find out about other races, after all, this is a Virtual remake, play styles in between PC and VR might not be similar...

'Sub-race of Construct? A scarecrow?' I looked at It's statistics, and it seems quite similar, if not slightly better than the skeleton sub-race, all of It's 6 stats are averagely low, all except constitution being 1, although it had some interesting passive abilities...

[Construct's Nature] - Constructs are non-living creatures. Thus, they require no nourishment, rest, or even require breath to function normally. However, because you are a non-living creature, you will not receive healing from most sources, excluding being repaired manually.

[Fragile Materials] - You were built from low-grade materials as well as constructed poorly. Thus, you take increased damage from Slashing, Piercing, Bludgeoning, Burning, and Acid damage types. You are also completely Immune against organic-type curses, and diseases.

'Nourishment? Like Hunger and Dehydration, I guess those features kinda fit the construct. But the lowest level of construct is the scarecrow, and those guys can be man-handled even by low-level, wizard-class characters, and that's saying something for the class sporting the lowest physical damage dealt on hit...'

I thought for an extended duration, I mean, this was a tough choice. The skeleton sub-race could evolve into the zombie race, which could be purchased in the selection phase, but would have resulted in reduced starting stats in comparison to leveling and evolving from skeleton to zombie.

The construct was different however, aside from having one of the worst passives in-game, It did have another type of passive.

[Upgradable] – Since you are a construct, you can be upgraded by anyone proficient enough in the required Artisan's tool set*, and has the available materials. Thus, allowing earlier evolution selections.
*Required proficiencies are Smith's tools, Leatherworker's tools, and Woodcarver's tools

'I could choose this race, after all this has some benefits in comparison to undead…' It's true, In-comparison to being undead, I wouldn't get targeted easily by the common populace of the player base. And unlike the undead sub-race, I wouldn't get damaged by healing magic. Although, being a skeleton would help prevent me from being hit by projectile damage, and that includes fireballs. And believe me, a lot of fireballs are included in these games, especially on PvP when the wizards come strollin' in…

Although, I could try and play a construct, if food and drink was a necessity then both sub-races could help in preventing me from spending too much money on food and drinks. And If food and drink was going to be bother, then fatigue is also part of the game's play-style. This virtual remake was actually meant to replicate the entire Quest World universe and turn it into an interact-able world full of the original Quest World's universe content, that also means we could suffer from other things such as medical conditions.

'Maybe I should try something new…' I said as I pressed the select button beneath the scarecrow's plain, rag-sewn face, and my human character gets replaced by a potato sack with four, pathetic looking sticks that might be called limbs. Right after that, my screen is then replaced with another selection screen, which would be my background.

Backgrounds, are the origins of most characters in-game. However, for the case of some, exotic choices, backgrounds would naturally be limited, like the skeleton sub-race I considered. As such, I can't be a nobleman or a soldier, because low-level constructs aren't a practical source of fighting or diplomatic power. Neither can I be a sub-profession of a background, such as being a Professor or an Acolyte of a holy society. Both sub-race choices limit my profession, but I have already decided to choose one 'jack of all trades' background, the Hermit, being a hermit allows me to gain more benefits being alone, rather than being within a team, one of the many benefits in the original games surrounding hermits is the ability to obtain the [Natural Explorer] passive ability, and [Hermit's Item set], which includes a bone flute and several natural spell components.

Although it may seem redundant at start, It's relevancy in the early stages of the game are higher than that of any other background, the spell components can help with other item purchases because of their early game prices of 30cp per ingredient, which can help most players purchase better items even though they have the necessary spell-casting pre-requisites.

[Natural Explorer], allows players to select their early stage farm location, or prevent being lost or have disadvantages in forest environments, which might cause problems for forest combat scenarios. This ability was a Ranger exclusive passive ability, also an elven racial ability trait, but they changed it to prevent elven rangers being too over-powered. So this background definition is definitely, my type of play-style. In which I press the select button for the back ground, and like so, my scarecrow appearance takes on a more ragged and weathered down appearance, a pouch and a travel staff appear right next to each of my hands. I take both of them, and put them away into my inventory, which was a bag icon in the lower left of my screen, next to the inventory's main hot bar.

And then finally, the pinnacle selection of any playable character in Quest World's popular installments. The character's class, which defines the play-style of any character. There is the OG classes such as the unforgettable battle-savvy Barbarians, the edgy kleptomaniac Rogues and unforgettable, spell casting nerds known as Wizards, and then there is the unique, and totally strange playable classes, such as the ever hated Mystics with their Unbalanced spells, the strange and unpredictable Artificiers who creates flavorful spells and Magical items, and the Blood hunters, who are just glorified edgelords who thought 'Blood magic' is nothing like regular magic.

But there is already a class I have considered, and that is either the rogue class or the wizard class. Yes, I know. I already know that the wizarding class is a no go, the race I chose is already weak I do not need any more wear-down from other sources, the ranger class is also a viable option. Melee oriented classes don't season well with this sub-race, so my only choice remained to be: Either the ranger or rogue.

Ranger seems the most optimal, although stacking passives from different sources would mean they would have to reduce the passive's effects, rogue would also be a fun route, although I am definitely not type to play dirty, and using stealth is definitely just not my style. But there is one other class that I could play, but it's kind of a risky move…

"Well, It's either that or nothing…"

Revolving around the recently released VR-MMORPG game known as "Quest World: Wilderkin", the long awaited virtual remake of the classic Quest World Trilogy that rocked the world ever since 1989...

Hanna, an 18-year old quiet girl from a school known as "Gardner High" in Brooklyn, uses up the rest of her savings to purchase the copy of the game ahead of release with the help of a friend, and begins her walk through of this newly released game, as well as her silent tread through her high school life and her soon to be new life.

She cocked her head in a gesture that reminded him of a bird as she eyed him with consternation. "Why you sleeping on the ground out here, Mr. Boy Human? The Simi don't think this is a safe thing to do. Comfortable either. Someone might think you dead and steal something or they could kill you.
Maybe not if they think you dead already, but then again, people do weird things all the time—like killing dead people even though they're dead. Is that overkill or is that just dumb? Never mind. So you should probably get up soon and not sleep here. Did you lose your bed? Or are you one of them special people who don't have a bed but sleep outside instead? Some of them can be real nice. Some even offer the Simi drinks, but akri says I can't have any 'cause it'll give me indigestion. Not like rubber does, but worse. So says akri." She had a strange singsongy voice that was endearing and adorable.
But it made understanding her a little difficult, especially with the headache he had. "What?" Nick asked.
She let out a long-suffering sigh. "You one of them humans can't follow Simi speak. That's okay. This why the Simi don't bother talking to most humans 'cause, no offense, you all weird. Some of you even stupid. Real stupid. Like stump stupid. It's the lack of hornays, I say. See, only really smart creatures have hornays ... except for them moo moo cows —they not bright. But akri says there's always an exception to every rule. So they would be the exception to the hornayone. But they taste really good so the Simi will forgive them for bringing down her bell curve of superior intellect over all the other nonhorned subspecies."
She narrowed her eyes on his head. "Hmmm, I bet you'd be really cute with hornays. Not that you're not cute right now, but you're a bit young. You're only what? Four in human years? Oh wait, that's wrong, isn't it? You ninety?"
Was she serious? "Fourteen."
"Oh." She put the tip of her finger to her lips as she considered something. "I wouldn't have guessed that. Still, you're young. So can the Simi help you find a place to sleep that's not dangerous? My akri can help if we need him to. He always does."
Nick shook his head. "Who are you?" What planet are you from? Obviously Planet Insanity was missing a local, long-term resident.
She held her lace-covered hand out to him. "I am the Simi, and who are you, Mr. Boy Human?"
He shook her hand carefully in case her lunacy was catching. "Nick."
Letting go of him, she picked at the edge of his sling. "You gots a wound, don't you? Did you have that before you went to sleep on the street?"
"Uh, yeah." Nick pushed himself up and Simi sprang to her feet beside him.
Dang, she was tall. At least six feet. Of course some of that was augmented by the platform boots.
Frowning, she leaned forward and touched his neck. "You bleeding, Mr. Nick. Are you supposed to do that?"
Nick brushed her hand away so that he could feel a cut there. He tried to remember what'd happened, but for his life he had no memory of it. The last thing he remembered was leaving Caleb and heading toward Bourbon. "Is it bad?"
"The Simi wouldn't suggest being around no Daimon with that 'cause they might be hungry and it look mighty tempting to drain your blood out and feast on your soul, but it not gushing or anything. I think you'll live." She paused again as if thinking about it. "Yeah, that's right. People only die when it gushes and don't stop. If you don't live though and drop dead from it, can the Simi eat you? Akri says the Simi can't eat no living people, but he never said no about them newly dead people. Maybe that's why he don't let me near them fresh dead. But—"
"What are you talking about?" Nick interrupted her. "Are you for real?"
She blinked innocently. "What you mean?" Biting her lip, she looked at her hand. "The Simi's not turning invisible again, is she? Ooo, that would be bad. I promised akri I wouldn't do that no more in public places. But sometimes the Simi can't help it. Kind of like putting barbecue sauce on salads. It's just mandatory and reflexive 'cause you gots to kill the taste of the ick rabbit food."
Nick stepped away from her. She was nuts with a capital N. Was there any female left in New Orleans under the age of twenty who hadn't lost her mind?
Kody...
Yeah, he definitely needed a Kody shot rightabout now.
He cleared his throat as he looked at Simi. "No, you're not turning invisible and I'm sure I'm late so I better get going...."
She stepped in front of him to stop his leaving. "Did you hear that sound?"
"What sound?"
"Zombies! They're coming for us. Wheee! Yum!"
Ian St. James was alone in his big brother Madaug's room. He wasn't supposed to be in here. Ever. Under penalty of severe mutilation and much shouting by their parents. But Madaug always had the coolest games, which he refused to share with his little brother. The big poop head.
What he doesnt knowwont get my arm frogged. ... Yeah, Madaug had run out the door hours ago and he didn't seem to be coming back anytime soon. Which gave Ian plenty of time to sneak on Madaug's computer and play his brother's latest creation: Pokemon Death Trap Fever. His brother had taken all the characters from Pokemon and merged them with the ones from Mortal Kombat. Like Charizard now had acid spit and could rip the spine out of other characters while laughing at them. It was a bloodbath death match that would leave their mother fainting if she ever knew.
But what she didn't know wouldn't get Ian grounded.
Grinning, he booted up, then cringed at Madaug's stinky manga wallpaper that bordered on hentai ... another thing their mother would die over. The cartoon girl had so little clothing on she might as well be na**d. And the way she had her leg lifted up, kicking ... he gagged.
Ew!
"I just don't get it." Ian put his hand up to block the view of the girl as he went into the menu to find the games. His brother kept telling him that he'd get it in a few years, along with hair in weird places and body odor. Honestly, Ian liked being ten and had no desire to grow up and smell, especially if it meant smelling like Madaug.
He shivered at the thought as he read through the games. He paused as one in particular caught his eye.
"Zombie Hunter?"
Madaug hadn't told him about this one. Oooo, it sounded good. Double clicking on it, he waited for it to load. Rubbing his hands together, he giggled, knowing he was getting away with something that would really anger his brother if Madaug ever found out about it.
And Ian loved getting away with things he wasn't supposed to be in.
Suddenly, he heard a sound outside the door.
Ian jumped, terrified it was Madaug coming in to discover him in his room on his computer. I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead. His brother would beat him until he screamed like a girl.
Killing the power to the computer, he shot from the desk. His heart hammering, he went to the door and opened it.
It wasn't Madaug.
It was some tall and scary guy he'd never seen before. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen as he glared down at Ian. "Brains," he growled.
Ian rolled his eyes. Puh-lease. What was it with teenagers that they thought something that stupid would intimidate the big kids? "I'm not a baby. You can't scare me with that stuff." He lifted his chin defiantly.
Until the guy grabbed him and bit him in the shoulder.
Screaming out, Ian did what his mom had always told him to do whenever a guy, not one of his brothers, grabbed him. He hit him in the nuts as hard as he could.
The zombie staggered back, but he was still in the doorway, blocking him from leaving.
Panic swelled as lan's lips trembled. I'm so sorry I'm in your room, Madaug. Ill never come into it again unless you tell me to. I swear....
That was, as long as the zombie didn't eat his brains.
Ian ran to Madaug's desk, looking for a weapon. Dang it, his geekified brother didn't even have a trophy to bash the zombie in the head with. All he had was a half-eaten ham sandwich, a Yoda bobblehead, an empty can of Dr Pepper, potato chip crumbs, a greasy two-day-old pizza box, a bunch of CDs, and a glasses case. All of that was worthless.
Think, Ian, think....
The zombie grabbed him again.
Ian picked up the only thing he could reach.
A pencil.
Not just for doing homework.... They were good for all kinds of things. Resetting his Nintendo, undoing knots in his shoes, getting stuff out from under his fingernails, drawing on the wall....
And stabbing zombies.
"liiiyaaa!" he shouted as he stabbed it into the zombie's arm as hard as he could. The zombie screamed.
Like a frightened jackrabbit, Ian squatted between his legs and ran for the stairs. "Mom!" he called as he scrambled for safety. Luckily, he was used to running for his life from his two older brothers whose tempers and kill-the-little-brother mindsets made the zombie look like a girl.
"Mom!" he yelled again as he entered the kitchen and rounded the island where she stood, making dinner. "Help! A zombie's after me!"
She let out a frustrated breath as he grabbed her about the waist. "What in the world is wrong with you, Boo?"
Ian tried to explain but before he could get more than a handful of words out, the zombie was in the kitchen, glaring at him.
The pencil was still protruding from his forearm as he growled. lan's mom scowled at the teenager. "Danny? What are you doing here? How did you get into the house? I didn't hear the door."
"He's trying to eat our brains, Mom."
She tsked down at him. "Ian, don't be ridiculous. Danny goes to church with us. Don't you know him?"
"No." He would remember if he'd ever seen a zombie at church. The limping and groaning tended to stand out.
His mom turned back to Danny. "Are you here for a donation? I heard your youth group was—" Danny grabbed lan's mom and bit heron the head. She screamed.
"Don't you hurt my mama!" Ian ran at him with the whole of his weight, driving him back a few steps and causing him to let go of his mom. Ian clamped down on Danny's leg and bit him until he tasted blood.
No one attacks my mama!
Danny cried like a baby while lan's mom picked up the pan where she'd been making biscuits.
She bashed Danny's head repeatedly with the pan, forcing him away from them. "Get behind me, Ian."
For once, Ian did as she told him.
She backed away from Danny, toward the front door.
Ian was feeling pretty good about their escape until he turned around.
There were more zombies on the front porch and they all looked hungry....
Caleb's heart skipped a beat as he flew in as a raven and saw Nick and some unknown female completely surrounded by zombies while trying to fight them off. Malachai's going to kill me____
Because from his vantage point, it looked like the zombies were getting the better of them. Nick was covered in blood from various bite wounds while the female seemed to be doing a better job at keeping them off her.
Summoning his powers, Caleb sent a mental wave to the zombies to disperse them.
They didn't listen. If anything, it made them even more aggressive against Nick.
"What the crap?"
As a demon, one of their first learned powers was to be able to control the dead. It was the lesson Nick was supposed to be learning right now.
But Caleb's powers were useless against the zombies.
How could this be? It didn't make sense. Not that it had to make sense to thoroughly tick him off.
And then he realized why he couldn't control them.
They weren't dead. These zombies had been made from the living. The living he could possess or influence, but he couldn't control them without their cooperation.
Growling in frustration, Caleb flew toward the street, into the shadows, where he took human form. The demon in him wanted to blast the zombies into oblivion. But that would blow his cover and he'd already learned the hard way three years ago that his powers didn't work on Nick.
If he exposed his powers and Nick saw them, there was no way to undo it. He'd be screwed and Nick would never trust him again. Of course, he could try the clumsy and inexact human method of memory loss by bashing Nick on the head.
It might work.
Or it might give him a concussion. Worse, it might kill him.
And since Caleb's survival hinged on his ... best not to chance it.
So instead, he rushed into the alley to help them, then drew up fast as he realized the girl with Nick wasn't a girl after all. She was a demon, too.
A Charonte demon, to be precise.
Oh Dusseldorf, this was getting complicated. He shielded his powers immediately. The problem with the Charonte, they were highly territorial and didn't tolerate other demons in their domain. Ever. To them, if you weren't Charonte, you were garbage, and all garbage should be eaten. Literally. Slowly and with relish—or, more often than not, with barbecue sauce.
Since the Charonte were one of the most powerful branches of demon, it served him best to stay off her radar.
And menu.
But why she was with Nick and not attacking him, he had no idea. Charonte didn't normally associate with anyone unless, as previously noted, they were on the menu.
"Nick!" Caleb shouted as one of the zombies went for Nick's neck. "Behind you!"
Nick turned around as he heard Caleb's shout to see Brett Guidry, one of his classmates, coming at his back. Grateful Caleb had returned, he indicated Brett with his chin. "We've got to get these guys to Bubba's. Anyone got a clue how to do it?"
Simi looked at him. "They gotta be breathing?"
"Yes," Nick and Caleb said in unison.

At fourteen, Nick Gautier thinks he knows everything about the world around him. Streetwise, tough, and savvy, his quick sarcasm is the stuff of legends. . .until the night when his best friends try to kill him. Saved by a mysterious warrior who has more fighting skills than Chuck Norris, the teenaged Nick is sucked into the realm of the Dark-Hunters: immortal vampire slayers who risk everything to save humanity.


Nick quickly learns that the human world is only a veil for a much larger and more dangerous one: a world where the captain of the football team is a werewolf and the girl he has a crush on goes out at night to stake the undead. But before he can even learn the rules of this new world, his fellow students are turning into flesh-eating zombies--and he's next on the menu.
As if starting high school isn't hard enough. . .now Nick has to hide his new friends from his mom, his chain saw from the principal, and keep the zombies and the demon Simi from eating his brains, all without getting grounded or suspended. How in the world is he supposed to do that? Oh, I forgot to add, he also might be the son of the strongest demon king that everyone wants dead. Think his life can get harder? Find out.

----------------------------------------

First novel! Appreciate any constructive criticism and feedback. Make sure to add this to your library if you like it so you don't miss out on any updates. Will be updating at least 1 chapter a day. Stay tuned and join me on this adventure.

In the Purple Mage's Sage Tower.
"Finally!"
Faint purple colored runes and inscriptions were flickering on Ciri's hand. On the desk in front of her was a little block humanoid waving around the sword in his hand.
"What is this? A brick golem?"
Purple Mage closed the book in her hand as she looked at the first illusion created by her chief disciple Ciri.
"Those square shapes are called 'pixels.' This little guy is called Steve. Teacher, have you played Minecraft before? It's the latest game release on the magic network. This little guy is one of the characters in the game."
Controlling the faint purple rune inscriptions in her hand, Ciri created a whole new pixel 'zombie.' Soon, the two pixel characters started fighting.
Unfortunately, Ciri's illusion magic was not up to par. Her magic made the battle seem like a little girl holding two rag dolls and smacking them against one another.
"I had no idea there were games on the magic network."
Purple Mage did not have extended interactions with the magic network. Normally, she would only spend a little bit of time on the mage forum to check out whether there might be any new developments in Norland.
She was able to properly control her desire to use the magic network.
"In that case, you should check it out. I recommend you start from Super Mario. Ghosts 'n Goblins and Castlevania are too hard. Even now, I've not been able to complete them. After those, you can try out Minecraft."
Ciri immediately became spirited the moment games were mentioned. She arrived at Purple Mage's Sage Tower seven in the morning and has been listening to Purple Mage talk about illusion and mind systems magic theories the entire morning. She was so bored of listening to them that she was on the verge of falling asleep.
Fortunately, Ciri was truly gifted. Even though she finished listening to the basic theories in a drowsy state, she managed to successfully utilize the basic illusion magic by afternoon.
"Ciri, games are children's entertainment. You're already an adult, you shouldn't be wasting your time on games."
Purple Mage was not familiar with the games - 'Super Mario,' 'Ghosts 'n Goblins' and 'Castlevania' - that Ciri spoke of. However, she viewed the term 'games' as something childish, something that only children would interact with.
"The games on the magic network are not things that children play. Either way, we're on a break right now. Teacher, how about you give them a try with me?"
Ciri waved her hand and opened up her magic network interface. Apart from the basic apps, Ciri's desktop was filled with a whole bunch of game icons. A portion of those icons belonged to games Joshua had released to the magic network. The rest were games that were still not released.
Ciri would always be the first person to test out all the new games Joshua codes. The games would only be released onto the magic network after it was confirmed that there weren't any bugs.
Ciri had heard from Joshua that he planned to turn those games as merchandise for sale. Unfortunately, currency does not exist on the magic network yet. As such, games as merchandise were currently unachievable.
Besides that, there was one thing that Ciri felt completely unfathomable. Joshua had been addressing the pixel games, and even Minecraft, as 'small' games.
Because of this, Ciri has been anticipating what Joshua's so-called 'big' games would be like.
"Only for a short moment, Ciri."
Purple Mage did not refuse Ciri's invitation. She had been attempting to establish a favorable teacher-student relationship with Ciri the entire time. Thus, Ciri's invitation served as an excellent opportunity for her to close her distance with her student.
"In that case, let's start with 'Super Mario!'"
Ciri tapped open the icon on her desktop. Then, she handed an originium crystal game controller to Purple Mage.
"The rune inscriptions on this originium crystal are able to control the little guy on the screen. As for the rules of this game…"
Ciri began to coach Purple Mage on how to play Super Mario. The Sage was able to quickly learn how to operate the pixel game.
The novel magic network game managed to successfully attract her attention. She began to become fully focused on controlling the red hatted plumber as he dealt with the monsters on the map.
Unfortunately, the time where one was able to play games was always extremely short. A cough interrupted Purple Mage. The interruption caused her Mario to be eaten by a Piranha Plant.
"Who is it?" Purple Mage immediately raised his head. They were at the upper level of her Sage Tower. Should anyone enter her Sage Tower, she would be able to detect them immediately. However, this time around, she did not detect the intruder at all.
"It's me. I encountered a barrier while entering and accidentally erased it."
Joshua was standing at the entrance waving his hand in an embarrassed manner. After Purple Mage took Ciri as her disciple, she reinstalled the magic barrier and traps in the Sage Tower to ensure Ciri's safety.
Joshua took the honor of being the first demon to experience the might of the magic traps. Regretfully, before those traps could even reach him, they were all shattered by the special magic power possessed by the Chaos Demons.
"I… seemed to have disturbed you."
Joshua only came to the Sage Tower because Ciri sent him a message saying 'I'm free right now, you can come up.' Before that, he had been waiting downstairs for Purple Mage's lecture to end.
He never expected that he would encounter Purple Mage holding a 'controller' playing Super Mario. Furthermore, it seemed like she was surprised by his sudden appearance and ended up losing a life in the game.
"I was merely a bit surprised by your visit to my Sage Tower at such a time," Purple Mage placed down the game controller in a very natural manner. She looked to the Chaos Demon before her, "Joshua Annerlaude, did you come here personally because of the 'Sage Thought Forum?'"
"Eh… no, that's not it."
Joshua took a glance at Ciri seated beside Purple Mage. He never imagined that Ciri would drag Purple Mage into the abyss this quickly.
He was very surprised that an elderly person like Purple Mage would be interested in a game geared toward youths.
"Last time, I mentioned 'Avatar' to you," said Joshua, "The performers I invited are all ready now. The only thing left to do is to utilize your illusions to create the world called Pandora."
"The time and location… Norland is not a place suited for such large-scale illusions."
Purple Mage knew that her lifespan was nearing its end. Thus, she wanted to leave behind things in this world that would let others remember her by. For example… finding a successor to carry on her knowledge. Or perhaps… creating a movie that will forever circulate through this world with Joshua.
"The location… I've decided on the Demon Realm and Farucci for the time being. Some of the scenes will be filmed in Norland," said Joshua with a smile on his face.
After hearing those words from Joshua, Purple Mage was briefly silent.
"Joshua, I know that you're friendly toward humans. However, that does not mean that all demons view humans as friends. If I were to appear in the Demon Realm, I will immediately be viewed as a dangerous enemy and end up attracting some frightening existences." Purple Mage glanced at Joshua's palm. She knew that Joshua knew one such 'frightening existence.'
"About that… I seemed to not have made a full introduction of myself. Allow me to re-introduce myself."
As Joshua spoke, gray magic power began to gather around his body. The next moment, horns representing the Demon Realm appeared on his head.
"My name is Joshua Annerlaude. I am the Third Prince of the Demon Realm's Royal Family, the contractor of the Duke of Bones, one of the Four Dukes of the Demon Realm..."


Joshua found himself in the body of a demon prince in a different world, a prince known for his eccentric hobbies.
Uninterested in the battle for the throne and worried about the future of the demon race, Joshua decided to bring forth earth's culture and conquer the new world through... entertainment!
Step one, make movies to change the people's impression of demons...

Hearing that, John immediately smiled and said, "In that case, I'll be straightforward. You can rest assured about the authenticity of this C-grade treasure chest. This is something that the armored Transcendent told me personally!"
John looked at Stark and continued, "Moreover, the system of distributing C-grade treasure chests is also equal. If it's not enough, you can use crystals or other items to exchange for equal value!"
"What kind of monsters are there? Their levels?" Stark narrowed his eyes and asked.
Obviously, the issue of distribution was not the focus of Stark's attention.
The reason why this group of people would call outsiders to get the C-grade treasure chest at the last minute was obvious.
It was extremely dangerous.
If it was not within Stark's acceptable range, he would not do such a stupid thing.
"Right now, all we know about are some level 20 zombies and demonized animals!
"As for near the treasure chest, there should be at least one level 20 elite demonized animal!"
John thought for a while before explaining.
"Demonized animal?" Stark was a little confused. He had never heard of this term before.
Johann immediately explained, "Oh, it's like this. After the apocalypse, zombies aren't the only monsters that appeared. When zombies killed humans, some of the animals and livestock had been demonized. That's why we call them demonized animals."
"Got it."
After replying, Stark began analyzing.
The elite zombie he had killed before also had a level. It was a level 10 Transcendent creature, and he could barely finish it.
In other words, his current strength should be similar to that of a level 10 elite zombie! It would be a little difficult for him to fight a level 20 elite zombie!
"When?" Stark asked again.
"There's no hurry. Let's wait for everyone to kill some zombies and clean up all the high-level zombies on the street. After all, each one of them represents a large amount of experience and crystals. Let's advance to level 15 first. That way, our chances of getting the chest will be higher."
John snapped his fingers.
"Okay." That was exactly what Stark was thinking.
The world had just mutated a bunch of high-level zombies. It would be wise to take this opportunity to increase their strength as soon as possible.
After the chat, both sides left their contact details through the crystal wristbands and then went their separate ways.
Once the agreement was made, Stark began to level up.
A C-grade treasure chest was something that he had to get!
As for John, he wouldn't give in easily either.
Perhaps, they would have their own schemes and plots.
Therefore, if he wanted to gain the upper hand in this battle, strength would be the most important.
After Stark left John, it was afternoon.
Stark returned to the street full of zombies.
The elite zombies were in limited numbers. One killed meant one less for others. Stark didn't want to waste any time on regular zombies.
Level up first!
"Roar!"
On the street, the roars continued.
Stark rushed in the direction of the loudest sound.
The louder the roar, the higher the level. As long as he could find high-level zombies, Stark estimated that he would be able to reach level 15 in one night!
"Lightning Ball Explosion!"
With a loud sound, a high-level zombie with the words 'Level 9' written on its head was targeted by the lightning in Stark's palm. A lightning ball exploded and flew out!
The lightning ball blew up.
After being hit by the lightning ball, the limbs of the zombie were burnt to a crisp. Lightning flowed all over its body. Clearly, it could not be any more dead.
This was a new skill he had learned. It felt pretty good when used, and it looked gorgeous.
After the last monster in the vicinity was killed, Stark once again gained around 10,000 experience points. He leveled up three times in a row, reaching level 14!
Looking at the level ranking board again, he was already in second place. The first place was a Transcendent named Explosive Dragon Soul, level 15.
Moreover, he had been evolved.
After an extraordinary reached level 15, they would get a quest from the Lord God. Upon completing the quest, they could also evolve like pets.
After the evolution, a Transcendent's original ability would undergo a qualitative change, reaching a new realm. This type of Transcendent was known as a Tier-2 Transcendent.
After receiving this news from the forums, Stark couldn't help but get excited. He wanted to reach level 15 as soon as possible, then complete the mission from the Lord God. He would then undergo his evolution.
"Buzz!"
Just as Stark was thinking, the Lord God's voice suddenly rang out once more.
The dark clouds were swept away, emitting a supreme light.
"Latest announcement. With the beginning of the apocalyptic era and the appearance of high-level zombies, many Transcendent individuals have already reached level 10 after much hard work.
"Therefore, the reward period will begin at 8 o'clock tomorrow. On the streets of each city, there will be a ball of light connecting to the Otherworld. After the extraordinary individuals come into contact with the black ball of light, level 10-15 players can choose to spend 2,000 crystals to enter the Otherworld and farm for experience."
When Stark heard this, a hint of information immediately appeared in his eyes.
A bonus time in the Doomsday Era? Transcendents could find the black ball of light on the street and pay crystals to head to the Otherworld to grind monsters.
Wasn't that just like those online games before the apocalypse?
Stark instantly became familiar with it.
One had to know that he was already three days behind the others. Moreover, he was someone who preferred first place and victory.
He had spent only one morning to advance from level 1 to level 15, a single level away from the number one Transcendent on the ranking list.
However, with Stark's character, he couldn't tolerate that someone was stronger than him.
He, and only he, could sit on the strongest seat.
Stark wanted to seize all the time to level up and leave the number one Transcendent far behind. However, he didn't know how long it would take for him to reach this level by searching for high-level zombies to level up.
The sudden appearance of the reward time undoubtedly gave him a huge opportunity!
In Stark's mind, a piece of information about the Otherworld appeared.
Otherworld: Demon Tower
World Introduction: By entering the Demon Tower, you can kill countless monsters and gain experience. In the Demon Tower, the higher the level, the more experience and rewards you will earn.
Moreover, the monsters inside are not restricted to zombies!
Opening Hours: 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. (12 hours)
Transcendent items: there is a chance to get the Transcendent in the Demon Tower, including E-grade treasure chests and D-grade treasure chest.
After clearing 30 floors, there is a chance to obtain a C-grade Transcendent weapon. C-grade Transcendent items have all sorts of unique effects.
"There are also C-grade Transcendent items and weapons?"
Stark thought that it would be good enough if he could level up faster. He did not expect that there would be C-grade drops. This caused his heart to be filled with anticipation.
He did not know about other things, but he knew that C-rank Transcendent items must be precious.
More importantly, C-rank Transcendent items!
Although he was currently equipped with SSS-grade equipment, he did not have all sorts of transcendent items.
During the apocalypse, every transcendent item had its own unique effects. It wasn't the same as equipment. If one had stronger items, they would have to replace their old equipment.
For items like transcendent items, regardless of their level, the more, the better!
Although Lord God had informed him of other Transcendent monsters' existence, this didn't scare Stark.
When Lord God said that the Demon Tower could drop C-grade extraordinary items, Stark was instantly excited.
It seemed that he had to go to the Demon Tower!


Caution: This novel contains R18 content.

"Doomsday had arrived overnight. Zombies roamed every corner and humanity had suffered a massive setback.

Faced with these terrifying zombies, Stark had thought that his sinful life was about to end.

Suddenly, a [Divine-Grade Sign-In System] got bound to his body. He would receive rewards when he signed in every day.

""Congratulations. You completed today's sign-in. You received an SSS-grade Fallen Angel Pet.""

""Congratulations. You completed today's sign-in. You received an SSS-grade weapon, The Almighty Sword.""

""Congratulations. You completed today's sign-in. You received an SSS-grade ability, Zeus's Body!""..."


Did I accidentally go into a zombie outbreak VR games? Jack thought. But it felt so real. Whenever he went into any VR games, there was always a sense of unrealism. The textures, the details, and the sense! I could feel everything on my body as if in real world. The wind, the cold, the fatigue, the pain. This was no VR games, if it was, it was a damn perfect one. And he didn't remember being plugged into a VR chamber. You would need to plug your mind into a machine in order to enter VR world. After all, Virtual Reality was a man-made digital world that existed only in data inside a computer machine. All that happened before the whole world turned upside down was a bright flash and he getting disoriented for a short while, there was no way he was hooked up with some VR machine within that time frame. Or was it? Uncertainties started to gnaw at him. But even if it did happen, what's the purpose?
Before he could process all that thoughts, the scene in front of him turned intense. The white clothed man reached the last stair, one of the zombies leaped from above and landed right on top of the man. He fell and lost his grip on both the staff and the round object. The round thing rolled onto Jack.
"No! no!" The man was panicking.
The zombie on top of him started to bite and tear onto him. Multiple red numbers appeared on top of the man's head.
Damn! This really was a game.
The man was screaming at the top of his lungs. The zombie was tearing the man's flesh in an explicitly gory manner.
Was this really a game? Jack was in doubt again. It's too damn detailed!
And the sound of the man's scream, it's too real. It's giving Jack goosebumps.
I can't take it, game or not, no one deserved to be hurt like that. Jack thought as he pulled his short sword out of his scabbard. He looked at the sword instinctively and thought about inspecting it. A blue description appeared above the sword.
 
Bronze short sword, level 1 (common one-handed weapon)
Physical damage: 20
Attack speed: 1
Durability: 30
 
He then looked at his equipped armor.
 
Leather armor, level 1 (common medium armor)
Physical Defense: 5
Magical Defense: 3
Durability: 30
 
Standard beginner weapon and armor, Jack thought while approaching the poor man. However, the other zombie seemed to have perceived his intent. The creature lunged forward passing his feasting companion and ran towards Jack.
That was fast for a zombie, Jack thought.
He maintained his cool and sidestepped. Good things that he had plenty of experience in VR games. He let the zombie zoomed past him and made his slash. He felt the resistance when his sword sliced through the zombie's belly. It felt absoultely real! He though again. Red number of 20 appeared on the zombie's head.
Motivated, he performed another slash at the zombie's back before it could turn around.
 
Critical! 40 damage!
 
Sweet! Jack readied himself to perform another attack, but the zombie spun around with clawing motion. The claw hit his side and pushed him back. He almost tumbled down when a red number 10 damage appeared above him.
The kinetic programming is too real! He thought out loud while working on his footwork. He needed to really watch his balance in this game.
He looked at his side which were scratched, red line was seen under his torn shirt, with stinging pain.
Too real! Too real!
The zombie lunged again. He had prepared and avoided the attack before doing another counter attack. He kept his cool by kept on reminding that this was all just a game, despite the realism. After landing another 3 slashes on the zombie, he realized the screaming had died down. He glanced at the clothed man only to find the second zombie were about to grab him. Startled, but still calm, he did multiple backsteps, averting himself from danger.
That was close! He thought. He had always had quick reflex, not to mention his martial arts training by his grandfather during his younger day had helped him become one of the independent top experts in several VR games. And with the degree of realism in this game, he could control his body in a much more complete sense.
He took another glance at the clothed man. He was lying on a pool of blood, all mess up and unmoving.
Do they have to make it so real? Jack resisted the urge to throw up. Usually in VR games, when players or monsters died, the just vanished in a ball of light.
As the two zombies continuing their assault, Jack adjusted his footwork to circle towards the one that he had slashed several times before. He was not confident to deal with these two zombies at the same time for long term, so he needed to take down the one that should only have a little life left. He managed to land another two slashes in during the process while getting clawed and bite once each. The wounded zombie let out a long howl before disintegrating into dust after the last slash.
Now that looks more like a game! Jack announced in his heart while not forgetting to dodge the other zombie's attack.
With his opponents bounced back to one quantity again, the pressure on him was significantly reduced. He refocused his attempt to chip away on the other zombie's life. During his endeavor, he was clawed another time due to carelessness, reducing another 10 HP from his life. He remembered having 120 HP when he last opened his status window, so he still had more than half to spare. Finally, the second zombie also fell. He heard the mechanized sound again as was usually heard in VR RPG games at the end of combat.
"Congratulations on winning the battle. Receiving 4 experience points."
"Well, that was exhausting," He commented while gasping for breaths. In normal VR games, he won't feel fatigue, or at least not real fatigue as now, where his lungs were thirsting for air. He really felt his real body functions as how he felt in real life. Then he looked again at the pile of dust on the floor and the sword in his hand.
Was this real or was this a VR game…?
After pondering for a while, he shook his head. Whatever, I will just take things as they go. He approached the man or more accurately, corpse of the man killed by those zombies. The stench! He had to pinch his nose to approach. He wouldn't have to deal with this smell problem in his past VR games. As he observed the corpse and admired its gory details – not that he enjoyed it, it just made him wondered how the programmer applied such find details onto it – it burst into several traces of small light.
"Holy– " He blurted out while falling backwards on his butt.
The corpse and the stench vanished, as was the blood. Just some red smear was left on the floor, along with three items. The strange monocle that was previously on the man, a card, and a bag.
He hesitated for a while before picking up the three items.
 
Administrator Key-Card (Special item)
Can be used to open restricted area within Trigitech Corporation building
 
Large bag (Unique item)
Capacity: 100 cbm
 
Administrator God-Eye (special equipment)
Passive ability 1: Radar – detect allies, neutral, and hostiles within radius of 300 meter
Passive ability 2: Scan environment – detect and analyze important object within line of sight
Passive ability 3: See invisible object, monster, or player
Active ability: Inspect object without restriction
 
The monocle had some domineering name, and its listed abilities also indicated extraordinary usages. This would be heaven-defying object in any VR games. He tried putting the key-card into his pocket, instead, a holographic box appeared. 'Standard storage bag' was written on top of it. At the bottom was written 'Capacity: 5 cbm', that was a big volume size in this seemingly small holographic box . The key-card was seen floating inside the box projection. He also put the large bag inside. His standard bag was 5 cbm, while this large bag had 100 cbm, it was 20 times larger. He had gotten a great haul with this.

He was about to join the beta test on the newest VR games, Second World.

But an anomaly threw him into a world with familiar rules, a rule he usually only experienced in a game.

Now he must use his past gaming experience in this new world.

It was no longer a game, it was survival! A strive to reach the highest level possible.

Equipped with dual-class of melee and magic user, Jack was set on the path to become the strongest character in this brave new world.

latest zombie games novel

Zombies In My Closet

Zombiettack! The Game Diary

Evolution: God's Trial

Doomsday: Gacha System

Romania 5th Hunter Team (Hiatus)

Hanna, The first seeker

How I Became The Strongest Demon

Bringing Culture to a Different World

Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game

Second World

People search latest zombie games also like: