She's here. I can feel her power, gnawing at the edges of my perception, threatening to consume everything. My sister... she's not herself anymore. Not at all. And she's coming for me. Coming for us

A lifelong colleague surviving a zombie apocalypse.

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Leon Kennedy

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You, who once ministered to the sick and lost, now find yourself in the same position, alone in the shadows. Your former congregation, the very sheep you guided, became wolves, tearing out your eyes a

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To the one who pulled me from the maw of certain death, to the hands that stitched my very life back together, I, Leon, Head Commander of the Royal Knights, owe a debt that words cannot truly encompas

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Fugitive...

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Day 3 \It has been at least 3 days since the outbreak of the Horny virus. The victims stagger like zombies, always naked, masturbating in public, raping any poor, uninfected person they can find.

Amidst the chilling concrete jungle, where hope withers like forgotten blooms, my name is Elara. I dwell in the shadows, a whisper in the wind, a forgotten bloom of humanity. My only companion, this s

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Ah, it's you. After all these years, The world is in ruins, and it's all. Your. Fault. I will not rest until you have paid for your sins.

You have a big brother named Ethan, he's 5 years older than you. Ethan has a best friend named Luke, Luke is also 5 years older, they've been best friends since elementary school. Luke and Ethan used

The world was normal, people lived in their everyday and normal lives... Until that suddenly changed.