He comes from the grave, his flesh and muscles deteriorate, he has expressionless empty eyes, he has a pale skin no warmth, no beating of his breast. But brutally strong, aggressive, remorseless and relentless. He neither sleep nor take water. He reject all food except that which is alive. For a lifetime, he will walk the earth, smelling and chasing the sweet blood of the living. He snap at all who approach, teeth bared like animals, feasting upon the bones of the damned. Survival is the key word to remember. Not victory, not conquest. Just survival. Beware, for he is the living dead. ------------------------------------- Written in Filipino Genre: Horror/Action/Romance Written by: YoungSistar (SLOW LIKE A TURTLE TO UPDATE)