Theory XXI

Theory XXI

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It's the zombie apocalypse. Few buildings still stand. Few humans still live. Landscapes turned to barren wastelands. After a nuclear power plant explodes, 19-year old Maximilian Roamer is rendered unconcious and doesn't remember anything about his past. But as he ventures out into the unknown, he starts to discover himself, but it won't be easy. The zombies aren't the stereotypical ones. They aren't slow. They aren't weak. They aren't all the same, and they aren't common to see. The world doesn't belong to the humans anymore and Max doesn't understand that, so he develops a series of theories he keeps in his journal. Maximilian doesn't know where he is, but he knows that he shouldn't be there or the rest of his life will be lived as one of the reckless mutations that now crawl this earth.
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[Book 1] Crawlers: once normal people like you or me. They had hobbies, families, friends, interests, but now they are feral monsters. The infection spread, wiping out almost half the human race, and leaving the rest as either Crawlers or Survivors. The infected's eyes will black out, before giant, black, bug-like legs will rip out of their back, giving them a newfound speed and agility, as well as an insatiable bloodlust. Body fluids entering any open wound, including the eyes, mouth, and nose, will seal the person's fate; they are now infected. It won't be long before they start screeching at the moon in a mock howl. The problem is, I am infected. I turned but retained most of my humanity. With my new lifestyle in a new world, I can't expect anything or anyone to act as I predict. My biggest question is, can I save my humanity? Or will I simply become part of the mindless feral swarm?

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