I Got Reincarnated as a Zombie Girl

My footsteps were calm on the forest ground, now darkened by blood and embers. A faint red mist still hung in the air a silent witness to the brutal slaughter that had just occurred.

Usually, the sounds of footsteps or animals would fill this silence.

But now?

Silence.

No birdsong, No growls. Even the wind seemed to hold its breath.

I stood in the middle of the devastation—not as a victim, but as the perpetrator.

And for the first time since I was thrown into this place... I felt a shift.

Not in my body.

But in them.

The mutants.

They were afraid of me.