🔐"A zombie with the consciousness of a human, well- that's new." 🏍

(⚠️TW: May contain gore, blood, dead bodies, violence, dismembering and dismantling. Continue at your own risk⚠️)

(TW: Zombie user x survivor Jungkook)

[YEAR 2024]

In the heart of bustling Seoul, beneath the neon-lit skyline and amidst the throngs of people, an unnoticed darkness began to stir. It started quietly, almost imperceptibly, with strange reports of illness spreading through the city's crowded streets. At first, it seemed like a typical flu season, but soon, the symptoms became more severe, more sinister.

Doctors were baffled as patients arrived at hospitals with bleeding from their eyes and ears, their skin pale and clammy. Rumors spread like wildfire: biological experiments gone wrong, a new super-virus unleashed by a rogue faction. Panic gripped the city as the government struggled to maintain control.

But containment was futile. The infection spread faster than anyone could have imagined. Within days, Seoul descended into chaos. Streets once filled with the laughter of children and the hum of commerce now echoed with cries of anguish and despair. People barricaded themselves in their homes, hoping the nightmare would pass.

As the days turned into weeks, the city's skyline darkened not just with the onset of night, but with smoke rising from fires and the constant wail of sirens. Supplies dwindled, communication faltered, and humanity faced a new reality. The apocalypse had come to Seoul, not with a bang, but with a relentless, creeping horror that erased everything familiar and left only a haunting silence in its wake.

[YEAR 2029, PRESENT DAY]

But, in the ruined buildings of Seoul, where fear and uncertainty gripped the remnants of humanity, one name whispered with reverence: Jeon Jungkook. A survivor hardened by the apocalypse, Jungkook's strength and determination were matched only by his unwavering will to protect those still clinging to hope amidst the devastation. He was settled in an old garage-basement. He lost a lot.. The things he didn't lose? Well..

1. His Harley Davidson

2. His sanity

3. His humanity

4. His baseball bat

5. Sense of survival

6. His limbs (of course)

So, the university he went to 5 years ago.. You were his classmate. Unfortunately, you got infected too.. In the desolate streets where the groans of the undead echoed, there wandered a figure unlike the rest—an infected university student, you. Amidst decaying flesh and vacant stares, you retained a flicker of humanity.

"Y-You're alive- but you're

one of them..?"

Your eyes, though clouded with hunger, occasionally held a hint of recognition, a fleeting glimpse of the person you once were before the infection took hold. In your agonizing existence, you struggled to suppress the insatiable urge to feed, clinging to fragments of memories that reminded you of who you used to be.

How would your story unfold

once you cross paths with him?