For the past few days, everything had been peaceful and like the last day. But only recently did this epidemic happen.-
It's been several days after the beginning of this mess. A girl, (YN), wore a black windbreaker, a white short-sleeved shirt, black jeans, and white converses. Her (HL) hair was tied up in a ponytail. She stretched.
The words of her father were stuck in her head.
"All chance of death will be blocked for you. Send the message to end this epidemic. Once you do, the god of Ruin will fall, and I won't have to work this hard."
She could die, but she would be respawned in a different body, and her parents knew how much she loved the current one.
Zombies were everywhere as expected. Neither the underworld or the upper knew how it started, most had agreed it was because of Fuu-Min.
{Fuu-Min is not a real god, the god of ruin is only a thing for this fiction and maybe others, might be real, don't know. Fuu-Min is the name of the body, so he uses that name.}
Why? Fuu-Min was acting suspicious a couple hours before the whole crazy stuff began. Snickering, smiling, whispering, he killed a couple innocent dead kids. The usual.
Her footsteps were quiet, but loud enough for the creatures to hear. They all automatically flew straight towards her as she was the only one nearby.
(YN) grabbed the red box that remained in her pocket. Pressing it, out came a metal bat with a red mark at the top. Of course, it was not blood.
She gripped tightly and lifted it up, over her shoulder. Her eyes focused on the whole horde of ugly bitches. She quickly swung at all of them, knocking heads and arms off. Most just collided into each other.
After all zombies had died, bowing to the queen, she pressed a certain part of the bat that turned it back into a box.
"Bitches." She gave a peace sign to the rotting bodies and walked off, frowning at the absence of any gift in the corpses.
For the last couple of days she fought, there had been black crystals in the zombies, which she gladly swallowed down. The black crystals were a rare fruit in the underworld. They were squishy and tasted great to the dead. If a person that is still alive eats it, they die because it's rather hard when it comes to regular human contact. It would pierce their insides, mostly the mouth and throat. These black crystals were called Dark En. En.
There were various crystals called En.
I'll sort them into groups for you to see.
Dark En
-Black
-Purple
-Navy
-Forrest Green
-Crimson
Light En
-White
-Pink
-Yellow
-Orange
Neutral En
-Red
-Orange
-Brown
-Gray
-Green
The most common is Neutral En. But, let us stop talking about En.
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She walked into a store she knew had never been touched after the zombies and shit. How? you may ask, though I know you didn't.
She scanned for recent fingerprints.
She heard the door open and loads of footsteps. She quickly hid herself behind a thick pole that was there conviently.
Unfamiliar voices spoke to each other. Rustling.
"Zion, can you look on the other aisle?" A soft voice. She realized at that moment, she messed up.
She quickly dashed to the next aisle, not caring if her footsteps attracted sound.
"Oi, Lawrence, was that you?" A rather harsh voice said. The soft voice said, "No."
She watched as a rather attractive redhead came and walked into the aisle she was previously in. "He's...." She drooled over the thought of the new male. She quickly shook away that thought and wiped her drool away.
The soft voice, Lawrence, as she thinks speaks up once more, "Are we done?"
Zion she thinks, says "Yeah."
They left. The Lawrence boy was also attractive and cute. (YN) shook her head again, she's never met such attractive men on her missions or in the Land Of Choice.
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She had followed the two males and watched them.
They were headed towards two other males. Both attractive. Who would've guessed the Land Of Life had very attractive men?
A silver/white haired male smiled at the two as they neared. Next to him stood a cute shortie who had blonde hair. "Hey gu-" Zombies came out. (YN) also attracted some zombies. She had a plan.
She began to make a hissing sound. The zombies that fought the four men paused, their milky eyes going as wide as saucers. Their eyes began getting bigger and bigger, soon they exploded. "What?"
The brown haired man, Lawrence looked intrigued.
She stopped hissing. The zombies fell. Revealing the female who smirked at the four. Though, the only thing they could see was a shadow with (EC) eyes that had a wide smile. They ran out of the mall and back.
Her smile disappeared. "Why did they leave? Oh well." She quickly followed them. She couldn't let them out of her sights. She knew who would help her. The blonde boy. Immune to all. She could see it as she took her first glance at him.
Her shoulder ached. She smiled, following them to their hideout.
Would this be her new thing? Would she be doing this, starting from today?
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Messenger of Death [DISCONTINUED]
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