Worlds End!
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Ongoing, First published Jun 17, 2019
everything seemed gray and dingy, it was the same house and area, it just seemed like the whole sky turned gray..."The fuck happened?" he muttered to himself as he looked around the house, soon he picked up his bag and went outside and took a look around, there were ashes gently falling from the air as there were fires in the distance "did a bomb dropped?" He asked himself, soon he saw a person walking around, they had very pale skin and glowing blue eyes, Steven had a idea of what it was "a...fucking zombie?" He mumbled to himself as the person looked up to see him, it roared demonically and ran towards him! "Oh Shit!"
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