In a world plunged into chaos, where the boundaries between nightmares and reality blur, "Only V" follows the harrowing journey of a group of college students trapped in a nightmarish scenario they can barely comprehend.
The story begins innocuously...
"I heard this zombie was on a whole different level, at par with the Grand Marshalls," a worried soldier murmured to his friend, his voice trembling slightly. "I can't believe it. Just look at the devastation caused by the battle."
The desolate plain lay still, eerily quiet, bearing no trace of the horror that had swept through just a few hours earlier. The sun shone brightly, casting a harsh light on the green structures that now seemed out of place amidst the destruction. Soldiers moved in large groups, meticulously scanning the area for any remaining signs of zombies.
The first soldier continued, his voice low and anxious, "I can't imagine what would have happened if the fight had reached the mainland."
His friend, trying to sound reassuring, replied, "Good thing Marshall Pulkit was here. Only he can handle situations like this without breaking a sweat."
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Over the dozens of soldiers, a young woman observed them from the roof of a nearby house. Ann, the General of Vanya's army, scanned the area with a keen eye, taking in the sight of her soldiers collecting samples of ashes and scouting for any remaining threats. Her face was a mask of determination, but her eyes held a glint of unease.
"All the zombies burned under the sunlight. Their ashes will soon be carried away by the wind or washed away by the rain," the group's knight said as he climbed up to join Ann on the roof. He looked confident, but his eyes betrayed a hint of fear.
Ann, her voice tinged with frustration, responded, "I didn't want to come to such a dangerous place, but Vanya pushed me into it." She glanced at the knight, her expression hardening. "I still feel someone, or something, is watching us."
The knight swallowed hard, his fear evident. "Marshall Pulkit left just after killing that zombie. If he felt something, he would have said so."
Ann's eyes remained vigilant, scanning the horizon. "Pulkit is strong, but he's not infallible. We can't let our guard down. Not now."
Inside the nearby tower, a presence moved with an unsettling combination of excitement and confidence, almost like a child who had discovered a new game. A pair of eyes glowed through a dusty window, captivating and otherworldly. They were impossibly beautiful, drawing anyone who gazed into them into an almost drowning trance. The eyes were a mesmerizing swirl of rainbow colours. Each hue blended seamlessly into the next, creating a kaleidoscope of emotions and mysteries within them. It was as if these eyes were a vortex, a gateway to the soul's deepest and most hidden feelings. The vibrant shades shimmered with a life of their own, catching the light and reflecting it in hypnotic patterns that could ensnare any heart. They were the embodiment of beauty, power, and enigma, holding a promise of secrets yet to be unveiled The creature's vampire-like teeth curled into a sinister smile. The voice that emerged was a silken caress dipped in venom. "Such a disappointment," it purred, the amusement laced with a hint of something older, something hungrier. "Why are these new arrivals so utterly...insignificant?"
