Tras la Guerra del Cataclismo Ígneo, Khalidor, un poderoso ifrit, fue sellado por mil años por el temido Culto del Efrid, encerrado en una antigua ánfora en las profundidades de un lago. Milenios después, Zarek, un joven de 15 años, accidentalmente desata el destino cuando, con su humilde caña de pescar, rompe el sello y libera a Khalidor.
Ahora, el Culto del Efrid ha vuelto a surgir, decidido a destruir a Khalidor de una vez por todas. Pero el ifrit, lejos de ser una víctima, hace un pacto con Zarek: juntos lucharán para derrocar al culto y restaurar la paz entre humanos e ifrits, algo que no se ha visto en mil años.
Con peligrosos enemigos acechando y aliados inesperados uniéndose en el camino, Zarek y Khalidor emprenden una aventura épica para desafiar al implacable culto. Pero el Culto del Efrid no es cualquier secta; sus oscuros secretos y sus letales seguidores pondrán a prueba a los dos héroes en cada paso de su travesía.
La batalla por el futuro de ambos mundos está a punto de comenzar... ¿Podrán un joven humano y un ifrit forjado en llamas enfrentarse a un culto que ha controlado las sombras por siglos?
In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined.
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As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live.
But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else.
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Excerpt:
I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow.
Glowing eyes were not normal.
Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal.
What was I then? For that, I had no answer
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Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given.
Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.