The zombies had come, ravaged the world, and died out. There was nothing left, and the few survivors banded together to survive, forming small groups.
I was the leader of Haven. We were a small group, getting by.
I didn't want to just get by, I wanted to thrive. In a ruined world, I wanted to create a new society, one where everyone was safe, from starvation, disease, and the raiders. I wanted our group to grow, to become a beacon to everyone else that there was still order in the world.
But the path wouldn't be easy. It would be paved with obstacles, enemies, and blood.
[This story is an older version of {Into the Madness} and won't be updated]
Do you like zombies ? I do.
I love all kind of thing related to zombies. Be it films, series, books or video games. But dear God, THAT DOESN'T MEAN I WANTED TO BE TRANSMIGRATED IN THE MIDDLE OF A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE !!!!!
Follow a hot-blooded French in his struggle in a zombie apocalypse. With a ridiculously OP system, he will create his own army and try to resist to an continuously evolving infection.
(The Description is shit, but I'll change it later)