The dead rises. { osc apocalypse ficton }

The dead rises. { osc apocalypse ficton }

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Inspo: all of us are dead. Ever thought of eee x ii x cb2c in a zombie apocalypse? No? Just me? Oh, but if you did, your in luck. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The infection started by a rat, that rat bit an innocent soul, it was its fault. Its to late to stop that from happening, that student who got but began malfunctioning, what i mean is that the student started transofroming into a wicked thing. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Tw: Swearing Sex Sexual references Violence Weapons Ect. Gijinka btw, how do i describe it? Uhmm they all have object heads but humanized bodies 😛 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sorry theres no thumbnail idk what to draw for it T-T

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