Chapter 2: The Beginning
Ruel's eyes flickered open, a strange sense of displacement lingering. He murmured, "System? Status... what's the lay of the land here?"
[Ding! Analyzing Host's current environment and accessing local data...]
A wave of fragmented memories, not his own, washed over him, solidifying into a grim understanding.
[Ding! Host nearly 70% of the world's population got infected and they either died or became zombie.]
[As to how it all happened?, well a year ago there was a meteorite that happened to crash near dragon country's desert. ]
[and the people over there saw something within the crater after the smoke washed away].
[They thaught it looked delicious and cooked it for dinner and ate it.]
[and that's how the the first case of infected came into light.]
"Apocalypse... zombies... right." He muttered, his brow furrowed in thought. "Meteorite... Dragon Country... infected dinner... Deja vu, big time."
"Where have I seen this script before?" He shook his head, dismissing the nagging familiarity. "Doesn't matter. Survival's the name of the game now."
He pushed himself to his feet, a newfound resolve hardening his gaze. "Balcony view it is."