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People were staring at me as if I was some sort of monster, and I was. A flesh eating beast was a monster, wasn't it? That's what I am, a beast. That would never change. I was in a rusty cage at the moment, groaning as the truck shook violently. I hated how people couldn't tear their eyes away from me. Was I that gruesome? (zombie universe)
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Zero

The world's gone to hell. People are eating each other. Literally. Eating. Each other. I'm just doing my best to keep myself and the quirky mismatched group of people I call my own off the menu. Unknown pasts, unknowable future, friends that are actually family, maybe even a little bit of romance. Oh and zombies, lots of zombies. My name is Zero and this is my story.

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