The world is absolute chaos. Ever since a failed lab experiment...produced, yeah produced we'll say that...an assortment of creatures, the whole world has been in disarray. Homes were destroyed, buildings ransacked, family abandoned, all to survive. Sure the zombies make things a lot harder, but that's the point isn't it? To survive the impossible? Well, that's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm George, just your average 24 year old, well more liked used to be average. Ever since the "end of the world" happened, I've been working to stay alive, even if that means putting others in danger by doing so. Call me selfish, but that's what it takes to survive out here. If you don't get zombified, you'll be eaten by the spiders, and if not eaten, you'll accidentally run into an enderman, and that's a zero chance of living right there. Yeah, I've managed to stay alive, so far....
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Uh warnings ig?
Death
Swearing
Gore (probably)
Stuff like that idk
Let's get one thing straight here, I'm not a hero (I totally am, but I hear that these days being modest is in fashion or something, so I don't know man). I never planned on being a hero. It kind of just happened.
Clark's the bigshot. The fame, the girls, the attention. Me? I'm just his loser younger brother. Another rich Trackerson kid, but that quiet one with no personality. I'm kidding. I'm funny. I promise. I have to be.
The name's Liam.
The apocalypse wasn't easy on anyone, but it was harder on some. We made it okay. My family lives in a mansion, and we basically run this town. I come from a line of famous zombie-hunters. Not me, though. I kind of suck.
I was never supposed to get bitten.
I'm running out of time. I'm turning, and it's happening fast. People are rising up, feuds are breaking out, the world is ending all over again; and it's all up to me to stop it. Or something. Crazy, right?
Anyway, I've got to go. I guess the good part is, if they find out my secret-if they kill me-at least not many people are going to miss me. I just hope they get my name right.
L-I-A-M. It's not hard. Please, for the love of humanity, remember my name. Whatever they call me after all this, remember my name.