2109: Zenith | Zenith chronicles - Elliot Wickers

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Parts 3
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Reads 42
Votes 24
Parts 3
Time 9m

I think you know the gist of how this is going to go:
    
    Aliens invade Earth (kinda). FYI they call themselves Zenith(s), just letting you know. Pronounced 'Zee-neth'. Zee like bee. Neth like meth-
    
    They created a virus WE call the Zenith virus (hence because those bloody aliens infected us with a zombie-like-virus and ya'know, they are Zenith's? You know what? Screw it. I'm calling it the zombie virus.)
    
    So, you know where I'm in all this mess? Well. I'm kinda like a cyborg. Ok, well, I am actually a robot, but I prefer cyborg. And I have to save the human race because some dumb-ass scientist decided that the cure should be in my blood. Bro, NOT cool. (I still don't know how to utilise it, you piece of shi-) 
    
    Anyway, basically my entire existence is supposed to save the human race from the virus. Oh, don't worry about the Zeniths, they f*cked off (most of them) after they infected, like, 50% of the population.
    
    *Ahem* Anyway, humans sort-of-knew this was going to happen, so they created me, and uh, here we are. So, lets start the story, shall we?All Rights Reserved

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I think you know the gist of how this is going to go:
    
    Aliens invade Earth (kinda). FYI they call themselves Zenith(s), just letting you know. Pronounced 'Zee-neth'. Zee like bee. Neth like meth-
    
    They created a virus WE call the Zenith virus (hence because those bloody aliens infected us with a zombie-like-virus and ya'know, they are Zenith's? You know what? Screw it. I'm calling it the zombie virus.)
    
    So, you know where I'm in all this mess? Well. I'm kinda like a cyborg. Ok, well, I am actually a robot, but I prefer cyborg. And I have to save the human race because some dumb-ass scientist decided that the cure should be in my blood. Bro, NOT cool. (I still don't know how to utilise it, you piece of shi-) 
    
    Anyway, basically my entire existence is supposed to save the human race from the virus. Oh, don't worry about the Zeniths, they f*cked off (most of them) after they infected, like, 50% of the population.
    
    *Ahem* Anyway, humans sort-of-knew this was going to happen, so they created me, and uh, here we are. So, lets start the story, shall we?

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