The Way Things Went

The Way Things Went

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Feb 8, 2023
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Mystery
"Me and my brother? Untouchable. Him and his sister? Untouchable. Them? That group? Unkillable." - Lax Let's just say shit didn't go as planned. It wasn't supposed to go the way it did. The plan was to run out the back, but Dane didn't. He ran out of the front and got the attention of the most dangerous man in the world. His name was Conner. Some called him the ruler of the world, others a power-hungry, man-eating asshole. Either way, he still powered over you. Getting his attention was not the goal, yet that's how it went. "He might have been powerful, but he was power. That was the difference." - Taco
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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.

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