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XIII. No Use (Part 1)
A zombie monarch... In those three years, Farrah just heard a bit about them. In her memories, a zombie monarch was the most feared zombie by everyone. Not because they're simply high-level but because a zombie monarch, based on the stories she had heard, can easily retain their human intelligence. All the zombies within a certain range will follow their orders unconditionally.
Having a zombie monarch by their side was nothing but a death sentence.“What should we do? Shall we go home?” Patrick asked, looking outside using the small space of the barely opened window.Twilight gave him a look and cleared her throat. “Is there even a need to ask? Of course, we'll go home. We can't fight it, y'all saw how powerful its sonic attacks are, then what about its actual attack?”
“I didn't know we are this unfortunate. In our most prized mission, we encountered an enemy that we just always hear in legends...” “We can't stay here forRelated chapters
Dawn XIV. No Use (Part 2)
The team immediately set out in fast manner. Their heart was hanging on their throat as fear and nervousness makes their blood boil. Farrah watched the surrounding area blur as the vehicle passes by. She felt that she had failed, leaving behind Dior even though she promised she will rescue him. Indeed, she was still as coward as before. She never had to fight before, because she's always been under her husband's protection. With him, she felt she was invincible. Now that Dior's gone, she saw how her confidence and bravery crumble in front of a threat she knew she couldn't defeat. She wanted to smack herself, wake her up in her misdecisions and ask herself, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺? 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘯? 𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯? 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦? But at the same time, she's assuring herself. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺
Dawn XV. Screwed
Successfully provoking the enemy, everyone's smile stiffened and turned ugly. The moment it shoot towards them, Jerald activated her ability Earth Spike. Sharp spike started appearing around the monster, but before it could touch it, the spike started appearing around them instead. “Illusion again!” Jerald furiously withdrew his ability. Gracea activated Ice Wall and surrounded them like a dome. “It can't use illusion continuously. Its ability might have a countdown too.” Patrick solemnly reported. “It's 4-5 seconds in my observation, if we could defeat it in that short of time, it wouldn't be able to use her illusion again.” Twilight looked at everyone before settling on Farrah and Megan who's left behind. “Doctor, protect Megan. We'll fight this out. Everyone, you know what to do!” “Yes Captain!” The Ice Wall f
Dawn XVI. Dior
Everyone exited the car, the kids together with Farrah sneakily escapes from behind while Twilight and the others was still desperately trying to fight off the monarch. But not even few minutes, something they feared has finally happened.The monster kicked Patrick, sending him towards the wall with resounding impact. Patrick immediately lost consciousness after coughing blood.“Patrick!” Twilight screamed, and the monster took this opportunity to attack her with thunder ability.“Twilight, watch out!” Gracea warned loudly, instinctively activating her ability to protect her lover.Thankfully, Gracea's wall of ice managed to lessen the impact of the attack before it broke through her walls. Twilight shouted as she dodged, firing her special gun towards the monster.Bang! Bang!“Die off, you monster!” Desperation laced
Dawn XVII. Overwhelmed
Farrah pursed her lips, staring blankly at her zombified husband. It hasn't sunk in, but she's getting there. It's definitely better than him being a mindless monster. Though it seems that he really doesn't remember her anymore, at least he wasn't attacking her for now. Dior wasn't doing anything in particular. He was just there, sitting in one corner, dazed and looking like he's lost in his own world. Sometimes he would suddenly growl at Farrah, then would quieten as if nothing happened, seemingly wanting to communicate with her but unable to. The big reversal of things left Farrah overwhelmed too, so she also didn't speak but just continued to watch her husband in silence. She's unsure of what entails this discovery of hers, but she's d*mn well aware she wouldn't give him up in this life. If he could retain a bit of human instincts, it just means there's a huge possibility that he could become a human again—Farrah just needed to find how and why. She just needed that information
Dawn XVIII. Agila
Because there are no clothes around, Dior had to stand naked inside the room. Farrah had to stop herself from laughing and quickly checked if she had wounds on her hand before washing his clothes. She was naturally careful not to get infected, but it didn't hinder her from trying to get close to her husband. Using her ability, he managed to wring out the dampness from the clothes and made them dry in just a few minutes. After that, she dressed him again and comb his now long hair with her fingers. “You looked like DaeDae, but as an adult version.” She eventually spoke, amused. Their son is a kid version of Dior, from his temperament to his mannerisms. They're indeed father and son. “...Dior, I know there's still a little bit of human consciousness in you.” Caressing Dior's cheek, she leaned her forehead on his and smiled. The coldness of his skin made Farrah feel pain for her husband.“Will you please give me just a hint on how did you do it? How did you understand me?” Silence. Fa
Dawn XIX. Collaboration
“If we can bring back the head of the monarch to the base, we will agree to your proposition. It will be our payment to our dead member's family. Also, if we agree in this deal, how can us be sure that you weren't going to use as a sacrifice?” Twilight spoke lightly, but the challenge in her voice remained evident. She observed the faces of the people in front of them. The man earlier on, a woman with an eyepatch, and a little girl, around Ken and Jerald's age. The captain must be between these two people. It could be the man, but by his words “by the order of my captain” earlier on, it is entirely possible that the captain was this woman with an eyepatch on her left eye. It's just, the presence of the teen girl evoked suspicious and weird feeling inside her that she couldn't explain. It was the eyepatch woman who spoke. “Seriously? Is that all you wanted to ask? I thought it was something bigger like... half of the bounty and the monarch's whole body.” “So it was the bounty you're
Dawn XX. Very Human
Dior chose a very good place because this residential area used to be the most populated. It is really good for hiding without caring about the zombies surrounding it. Also, because it was a residential area, the houses used to have vegetable gardens in their backyards. Though thick grasses has grown beside them, it was easy to clean them all up and harvest some vegetables. But it is definitely not enough. “Dior, can we go back there? Let's get the apples and water.” Approaching Dior, she spoke pointing the place they were before. Dior's eyebrow twitched, apparently still confused what she was saying. Farrah was patient and repeated her questions, but this time, with an example. She gestured as if she's eating something then pointed the direction they came from. It seems that this time, he finally understood. He marched outside, and called out several zombies. The lower-level zombies scrambled as they ran towards Dior. “Ggggrr...” Dior growled in unknown language. Farrah immediate
Dawn XXI. Interesting (Part One)
Farrah thought she was hallucinating. The scene where his eyes speaks emotions kept playing in her mind even until this moment that a day had already passed. Just when she's about to lose hope for their future, her husband came back. He didn't disappoint her and came back for her. Dior is getting back his human nature, and how to do so? Kill higher-level zombies and eat their nucleus. Her theory before was actually correct. It is indeed the reason why Dior managed to regain even just a bit of human consciousness. Right now, he's like a 3-4-year-old kid. He wasn't able to talk straight but he knew a few words such as food and danger. He also knew his nickname for Farrah, which is Fae. There's nothing more rewarding than this. To know that Dior wasn't a hopeless case and now obviously acting human, Farrah is on cloud nine. Many changes could be seen in his body. His skin was no longer as pale as before, and his veins turned back to their natural color. He looked human now, though th
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