Survival Of The Fittest
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Ongoing, First published Nov 08, 2022
On December 19th 2022 the world did not end, people thought it did but in reality...it was just an apocalypse. One that would surely open earth's people's eyes. Jane and Mist find themselves in the worst situation by being surrounded by "Monsters" called "Treasure Heads". Will they make it out with multiple obstacles in there way? Or will they be turned like almost everyone else? Read to find out. Or don't, it's up to you since this story is shit. Also I based all of this from my characters that I drew, BUT! I will not be showing them because it reveals the story and their back stories!
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13 parts Ongoing Mature

What happens when the world stops turning the way it should? When the streets of a city once filled with life become hunting grounds for the dead? When the last echoes of civilization are drowned in the screams of the desperate, the selfish, the cruel? The government promised order. The military promised safety. Both crumbled under the weight of their own lies. The infection was only the beginning. The real horror came after. How far will a man go to keep his humanity when starvation gnaws at his ribs and the dead claw at his door? When the strong prey on the weak and power belongs to the ruthless, who decides who gets to live - and who is left behind? Is there still room for kindness in a world where mercy is a death sentence? In the ruins of civilization, the lines between savior and monster blur. Everyone has a breaking point.