"It's always the same, same everyday. I wake up, get ready, go to school, hang out in the library during lunch, talk to no one but my teachers, go home, eat dinner, have awkward conversations with my mom about why I came home early again and how I'm not a normal teenager with normal friends and normal teenage drama, help her with dishes in silence, head to my room to do my homework, read vampire novels, yaoi's and fan fictions til I go to sleep. Dream about being in a love triangle or whatever than end up waking up before the alarm clock every time. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Over and over again. For once I want to have friends, for once I want to be adventurous, rebellious, fall in love, for once I want those day dreams to become real. Well that's how it was before I met Cecil Makus, he had a dark aura about him when I first laid eyes on him. I saw him do some scary things... But at the time it didn't frighten me, because I craved it."
Hello, dear reader. My name is Jonah, and I've never been someone who's lived an exciting life. The most out-there thing I've ever done? Trying a red devil burger. Hey, it really was as hot as it sounded.
Well, my life sort of hit a snag one day. I got talked into going out, went to a park late at night, and BAM - somebody killed me. It didn't stick, though, or you wouldn't be reading this. Some weird homeless-looking guy woke me up from it, claiming to be a necromancer. In exchange for him doing that for me, he makes me give him a place to stay.
Now that I've got a new lease on life, I'm not about to let it slip away again. My first death would've left me with so many regrets had it been permanent, and I don't plan on letting my permanent one do that to me. Of course, things are hard at home and school. Being gay in a conservative area will do that to a guy. Finding out all the quirks about my zombiism doesn't make it easier, and then there's all the other supernatural stuff going on. Oh, and I also have to avenge my murder, after all. The killer won't stop himself.