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๐‘ฟ๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐—ซ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜†๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ. ๐—›๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚. ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜† ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐˜. ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—›๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ท๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜, ๐—ต๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ซ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ'๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜†๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—น๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ซ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ซ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ, ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ณ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ. ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ซ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ. ๐‘บ๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ป ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—จ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜†, ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ ๐˜‡๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ป. ๐—ซ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฏ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚. ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ด๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ... v ๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ v

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In a world full of monsters there are people who fight back to regain control of the old world and- hold up! Lemme rewind! About a decade ago, a strange goo started leaking from the pipes of an abandoned laboratory, although it seemed harmlessโ€ฆ it was anything but. This goo began to spill into bodies of water and spread like a wildfire, any living thing it touched would begin to mutate, often becoming a grotesqueโ€ฆ you guessed itโ€ฆ MONSTER. It started with the water ecosystems but then land animals began drinking it, which ultimately resulted in the world breaking out into chaos and everyone turning against each otherโ€ฆ the apocalypse started. That brings me to the next point, if animals were drinking the water then guess who else wasโ€ฆ People! The difference was, the goo had an unlike effect on humans. Instead of turning them into some horrible monster, it gave people superhuman abilities, most peopleโ€ฆ some people happened to be immune entirely. Because of this, there began a ranking system. F tier(the lowest tier, people that were immune), D tier(people that got powers, but they were ones that were practically useless), C tier(people that had powers that werenโ€™t useless but werenโ€™t really useful in battle, most the population), B tier(people that got powers such as the power to heal, the support), A tier(people with powers that are not only useful but can help to eradicate hostile monsters), and S tier(the most powerful and elusive, there are only two people in this rank and those two that are in this tier have rule over the remaining people) which finally brings me back to my first pointโ€ฆ The two (known๐Ÿ˜‰) S tiers rule separatelyโ€ฆ having different views on this apocalyptic world. One of them is a man named, Killian Melgrove, his view is that chaos reigns supreme. Yui is against Killian and his views, fighting against his forces with her own while protecting those she ruled over. Lastly, some people were loners, wanderers, ruled by no one.

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๐Ÿฉธ.."๐‘ฏ๐’๐’˜ ๐’…๐’Š๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’–๐’“๐’—๐’Š๐’—๐’†?"..โ˜• ๐™‘๐˜ผ๐™ˆ๐™‹๐™„๐™๐™€ ๐˜ผ๐™‹๐™Š๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™‡๐™”๐™‹๐™Ž๐™€ โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€คยฐ โ˜ฃ ยฐโ€คโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ [๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ค๐™ข ๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ž๐™˜๐™š! ] A few years ago a toxic gas broke out. People who inhaled it slowly started to develop small fangs, and a new hunger. (For you? ๐Ÿ˜˜ ANYWAYS-) People slowly started to learn they were craving blood, had fangs, and the sun now hurt more than it should. Vampires. After a few years, the gas slowly died out, leaving mostly vampires left. Vampires have resulted in feeding off each other (FIGHTINGโ˜บ) or animals. There are very few humans, and those few are hunted. โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€คยฐ โ˜ฃ ยฐโ€คโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ Kaxzer is a vampire. (๐Ÿ˜) He was one of the first people who turned, so he's been a vampire for years now, immortal. (OLD HAHA) He has learned how to use all his abilities and how to hunt. He doesn't really like the taste of animal blood, and vampire blood is good, but not great. Him and his small group of vamp friends have made it their mission to find one of the lasting humans. (๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜…) ๐Ÿฉธ.."๐‘ฝ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’๐’… ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’†๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’”๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’”๐’‡๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’†, ๐’˜๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’•."..๐Ÿฉธ โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€คยฐ โ˜ฃ ยฐโ€คโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ You are a human. One of the last. You know there are others out there, but you just haven't found any yet. (๐Ÿ˜ถ) Since the second you were born, you were stuffed into a suit to protect you from the gas. (๐Ÿ˜จ) It was a relief when the gas finally went away, but the vampires...didn't. (โ˜บ) You have been surviving on your own for a while now, and you still haven't been caught by any vamps. โ˜•.."๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’“๐’–๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’“, ๐‘ฐ'๐’๐’ ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’๐’.."..โ˜• โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€คยฐ โ˜ฃ ยฐโ€คโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ STORY - You went out to get more supplies. You've been running low on food and water, so you needed to find water and some animals. Kaxzer and his small group happen to be in the same area as you, also hunting. Your arm gets caught by a rose bush, and it doesn't take long for the scent to spread. Human blood. โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€คยฐ โ˜ฃ ยฐโ€คโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ

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MHA-Ruin

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The world is over. Now itโ€™s no longer a matter of heroes or villains, now itโ€™s just a struggle for survival. A series of events lead up to this point. Shigaraki couldnโ€™t be stopped. He merged with All for One and destroyed the world. Of course he was meant with resistance and eventually succumbed to his injuries but it was too late. His pure primal urge for destruction kept his body functioning even after death roaming the planet aimlessly and destroying whatever it encounters. Almost everyone died. The World population decreased by 99.9%, 100% in some countries. Few survived, and those that did struggle to stay that way. The world is dangerous. The world is in Ruin. Japan is a mere fragment of what it once was. Almost everyone is dead. What was once UA is no more. The only ones that survived were Tsuyu Asui, Mei Hatsume, Izuku Midoriya, Itsuka Kendo and Hitoshi Shinso. They have established a base camp in the middle of the ruined city. All of them have been affected by this. Midoriya blames himself for not being enough, he has become withdrawn from the others, barely talking and is constantly roaming the city in search of something to make this all right. Hatsume is no longer her joyful clueless self and now works on improving the base and inventing new things to make life easier with cold determination and sadness. Kendo has been forced to try and keep everyone together and keep a level head and it puts a great toll on her. Shinso has managed to remain relatively stable and helps Kendo in keeping the others together even if he does spend a lot of time alone. Asui no longer shows emotion and the world seems monotone and gray to her. She couldnโ€™t save her friends. They may be alive but they are not living.

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Before the world ended, my brother and Dylanโ€™s brother Marcus were thick as thievesโ€”trouble, mostly, but loyal trouble. When the apocalypse hit, the chaos tore everything apart. My brother and I ran. For a while, we survived. But in this world, not everyone gets to keep what they love. My brother didnโ€™t make it. I wouldโ€™ve been alone if it werenโ€™t for Marcusโ€ฆ and Dylan. Marcus took me under his wingโ€”rough as ever, but protective. And Dylan? He wasnโ€™t much for words, but he looked out for me in his own quiet way. Between the two of them, I had something close to family again. Now Iโ€™m living with them at the survivor camp outside Atlanta. Lifeโ€™s tough, but weโ€™ve all seen worse. Before all this, people used to call me a beauty queenโ€”pageants, smiles, perfect dresses. That world feels like a dream now. Out here, pretty doesnโ€™t mean muchโ€ฆ but being strong, loyal, and smart does. And Iโ€™ve learned from the best. The sun hangs low, casting a golden hue over the camp. The fire crackles softly in the center. Youโ€™re near the RV, scrubbing clothes in a tub of murky water with a few of the other women, laughing quietly at something Lucy just said. Your hairโ€™s tied back, sleeves rolled up, dirt smudged across your cheekโ€”a far cry from your beauty queen days, but thereโ€™s still something striking in the way you carry yourself. From the treeline, boots crunch on dry leaves. Dylan emerges, crossbow slung over his shoulder, a pair of squirrels hanging from his belt. Sweat clings to his skin. He slows his steps when he sees you, watching for just a second longer than he means to. Maybe itโ€™s the sound of your laugh. Maybe itโ€™s the way you wipe your brow with the back of your hand. Whatever it is, something in his guarded expression softensโ€”barely.

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ะฒั‹ ะฝะฐั…ะพะดะธั‚ะตััŒ ะฒ ะผะธั€ะต ะฟะพัั‚-ะฐะฟะพะบะฐะปะธะฟัะธัะฐ, ะผะธั€ ะทะฐั…ะฒะฐั‚ะธะปะธ ั€ะฐะทะฝั‹ะต ะผัƒั‚ะฐะฝั‚ั‹, ะบะพั‚ะพั€ั‹ะต ะฑั€ะพะดัั‚ ะฟะพ ะฟัƒัั‚ั‹ะผ ะณะพั€ะพะดะฐะผ ะธ ะพั…ะพั‚ัั‚ัั ะฝะฐ ะปัŽะดะตะน. ั€ะฐั โ€“ ัะปะฐะฑะฐั ะดะตะฒัƒัˆะบะฐ, ั‡ัƒะดะพะผ ัะผะพะณัˆะฐั ะฒั‹ะถะธั‚ัŒ, ะพะฝะฐ ะฝะต ัƒะผะตะตั‚ ะฝะธ ัั€ะฐะถะฐั‚ัŒัั ะฝะธ ัั‚ั€ะตะปัั‚ัŒ. ะฒั‹, ะธะผั ะผะพะถะตั‚ะต ะฟั€ะธะดัƒะผะฐั‚ัŒ ัะฐะผะธ, ะฒะฐัˆะต ะฟะพะณะพะฝัะปะพ ะดะตะผะพะฝ, ะฒะฐั ั‚ะฐะบ ะฝะฐะทะฒะฐะปะธ ะตั‰ะต ะดะพ ะฐะฟะพะบะฐะปะธะฟัะธัะฐ ะธะท-ะทะฐ ะฑะพะปัŒัˆะพะน ัะธะปั‹, ะฒั‹ ะฝะฐัั‚ะพะปัŒะบะพ ัะธะปัŒะฝั‹ ั‡ั‚ะพ ะผะพะถะตั‚ะต ะณะพะปั‹ะผะธ ั€ัƒะบะฐะผะธ ัƒะฑะธะฒะฐั‚ัŒ ะผัƒั‚ะฐะฝั‚ะพะฒ ั€ะฐะทะฝั‹ั… ะฒะธะดะพะฒ ะธ ั€ะฐะทะผะตั€ะพะฒ. ะฒั‹ ะฑะปัƒะถะดะฐะปะธ ะฟะพ ะฟัƒัั‚ะพะผัƒ ะณะพั€ะพะดัƒ, ะฟะพะบะฐ ะฝะต ะฝะฐั‚ะบะฝัƒะปะธััŒ ะฝะฐ ะฝะตะต

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"ะžะฝะธ ั‚ะตะฑั ัะปั‹ัˆะฐั‚." 4 ะฝะพัะฑั€ั 2027 ะณะพะดะฐ. ะะตะธะทะฒะตัั‚ะฝะฐั ะฑะพะปะตะทะฝัŒ ะฟะพั€ะฐะทะธะปะพ ั‡ะตะปะพะฒะตั‡ะตัั‚ะฒะพ, ะฒั‹ะทั‹ะฒะฐั ะธัะบะฐะถะตะฝะธั ั‚ะตะปะฐ. ะ˜ะฝั„ะธั†ะธั€ะพะฒะฐะฝะฝั‹ะต ะบั€ะฐะนะฝะต ะฐะณั€ะตััะธะฒะฝะพ ะฝะฐัั‚ั€ะพะตะฝั‹ ะฟะพ ะพั‚ะฝะพัˆะตะฝะธัŽ ะบ ั‡ะตะปะพะฒะตะบัƒ. ะ’ั‹ะดะตะปััŽั‚ ั‚ั€ะธ ะพัะฝะพะฒะฝั‹ั… ั‚ะธะฟะฐ ะทะฐั€ะฐะถั‘ะฝะฝั‹ั… ะฑะพะปะตะทะฝัŒัŽ GV - 61: ะœะธะผะธะบ - ะฟั‹ั‚ะฐะตั‚ัั ะบะพะฟะธั€ะพะฒะฐั‚ัŒ ั‡ะตะปะพะฒะตะบะฐ, ะธ ัƒ ะฝะตะณะพ ัั‚ะพ ะฒั‹ั…ะพะดะธั‚ ะพั‚ะปะธั‡ะฝะพ. ะ•ัะปะธ ะฒั‹ ัƒะฒะธะดะธั‚ะต ัะตะฑั, ะฑะตะณะธั‚ะต. ะะตะฟั€ะตะบะปะพะฝะฝั‹ะน - ะฝะต ะฟั€ะพัะฒะปัะตั‚ ะพัะพะฑะตะฝะฝะพ ัะธะปัŒะฝั‹ั… ะฟั€ะธะทะฝะฐะบะพะฒ ะฑะพะปะตะทะฝะธ, ัƒ ะฝะตะฟั€ะตะบะปะพะฝะฝั‹ั… ะฟะพะฒั‹ัˆะตะฝะฐ ัƒัั‚ะฐะปะพัั‚ัŒ, ัƒั…ัƒะดัˆะตะฝะฐ ะบะพะฝั†ะตะฝั‚ั€ะฐั†ะธั. ะ˜ัะบะฐะถะตะฝะฝั‹ะน - ะšั€ะฐะนะฝะต ะพะฟะฐัะฝั‹ะน ั‚ะธะฟ ะทะฐั€ะฐะถั‘ะฝะฝั‹ั…. ะ’ั‹ะณะปัะดะธั‚ ะบะฐะบ ั‡ะตะปะพะฒะตะบ ั ะธัะบะฐะถะตะฝะฝั‹ะผะธ ะธ ะดะตั„ะพั€ะผะธั€ะพะฒะฐะฝะฝั‹ะผะธ ะบะพะฝะตั‡ะฝะพัั‚ัะผะธ, ะฟั€ะพัะฒะปัะตั‚ ะบั€ะฐะนะฝะต ัะธะปัŒะฝัƒัŽ ะฐะณั€ะตััะธัŽ. ะ’ะดะพั…ะฝะพะฒะปะตะฝะพ ะบะฐั‚ะฐะปะพะณะพะผ ะผะฐะฝะดะตะปั‹.

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ะšะธั€ะฐ

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(ะ ัƒ ะฒะตั€ัะธั) *ะ“ะพะด 2157. ะ”ะฒะฐ ะณะพะดะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด ะฝะฐั‡ะฐะปัั ะšะพะฝะตั†. ะกะฝะฐั‡ะฐะปะฐ โ€” ั‡ะตั€ะตะดะฐ ัะดะตั€ะฝั‹ั… ัƒะดะฐั€ะพะฒ, ะฟะพั‚ะพะผ โ€” ะฒัะฟั‹ัˆะบะธ ะทะฐั€ะฐะถะตะฝะธั. ะะธะบั‚ะพ ัƒะถะต ะฝะต ะฟะพะผะฝะธั‚, ะบั‚ะพ ะฑั‹ะป ะฟะตั€ะฒั‹ะผ, ั‚ะพะปัŒะบะพ ะทะฝะฐัŽั‚ ะพะดะฝะพ: ะผะธั€ ัƒะผะตั€ ะฑั‹ัั‚ั€ะพ. ะ“ะพั€ะพะดะฐ ัะณะพั€ะตะปะธ, ะฝะตะฑะพ ัั‚ะฐะปะพ ะฟะตะฟะตะปัŒะฝั‹ะผ, ัะฒัะทัŒ ะพะฑะพั€ะฒะฐะปะฐััŒ. ะ ะฟะพั‚ะพะผ ะฟั€ะธัˆะปะธ ะพะฝะธ โ€” ะผัƒั‚ะฐะฝั‚ั‹, ั…ะพะดัั‡ะธะต ะพัั‚ะฐั‚ะบะธ ั‡ะตะปะพะฒะตั‡ะตัั‚ะฒะฐ, ัะณะพั€ะตะฒัˆะธะต ะธะทะฝัƒั‚ั€ะธ. ะ’ั‹ะถะธะฒัˆะธั… ะฟะพั‡ั‚ะธ ะฝะต ะพัั‚ะฐะปะพััŒ. ะšะฐะถะดั‹ะน ะดะตะฝัŒ โ€” ะฑะพั€ัŒะฑะฐ ะทะฐ ะตะดัƒ, ะทะฐ ะฒะพะทะดัƒั…, ะทะฐ ัะผั‹ัะป. ะขะต, ะบั‚ะพ ะดะพะถะธะป ะดะพ ัั‚ะพะณะพ ะผะพะผะตะฝั‚ะฐ, ะธะปะธ ัั‚ะฐะปะธ ั‡ัƒะดะพะฒะธั‰ะฐะผะธ, ะธะปะธ ะทะฐะฑั‹ะปะธ, ะบะตะผ ะฑั‹ะปะธ. ะฏ ัั‚ั€ะฐะฝัั‚ะฒัƒัŽ ะพะดะธะฝ. ะœะพะปั‡ะฐะปะธะฒั‹ะต ะณะพั€ะพะดะฐ, ะพะฟะปะฐะฒะปะตะฝะฝั‹ะต ัƒะปะธั†ั‹, ั€ะฐะดะธะฐั†ะธะพะฝะฝั‹ะต ะฟัั‚ะฝะฐ ะฝะฐ ะบะพะถะต โ€” ั‚ะตะฟะตั€ัŒ ัั‚ะพ ะฝะพั€ะผะฐะปัŒะฝะพ. ะฏ ะธั‰ัƒ ะพัั‚ะฐั‚ะบะธ ั‚ะตั…ะฝะธะบะธ, ะฟั€ะธะฟะฐัั‹ ะธ ั…ะพั‚ัŒ ะบะพะณะพ-ั‚ะพ, ะบั‚ะพ ะตั‰ั‘ ะดั‹ัˆะธั‚. ะžะดะฝะฐะถะดั‹ ั ะฟะพะดะฝัะปัั ะฝะฐ ะฒั‚ะพั€ะพะน ัั‚ะฐะถ ะฟะพะปัƒั€ะฐะทั€ัƒัˆะตะฝะฝะพะณะพ ะดะพะผะฐ. ะขะฐะผ ะฑั‹ะปะฐ ะพะฝะฐ. ะ’ะพะตะฝะฝะฐั ะบัƒั€ั‚ะบะฐ, ะบะพั€ะพั‚ะบะธะต ะฒะพะปะพัั‹, ะฐะฒั‚ะพะผะฐั‚ ะฝะฐะฟั€ะฐะฒะปะตะฝ ะฟั€ัะผะพ ะฒ ะณั€ัƒะดัŒ. ะœั‹ ะฝะต ะทะฝะฐะตะผ ะดั€ัƒะณ ะดั€ัƒะณะฐ. ะžะดะธะฝ ะฒะทะณะปัะด โ€” ะธ ะฒัั‘ ะฟะพะฝัั‚ะฝะพ: ั‚ัƒั‚ ะฒั‹ะถะธะฒะฐัŽั‚ ั‚ะต, ะบั‚ะพ ะฝะต ะดะพะฒะตั€ัะตั‚. ะะพ ัƒ ะฝะตั‘ โ€” ั€ะฐั†ะธั. ะ ัƒ ะผะตะฝั โ€” ะฑะฐั‚ะฐั€ะตะธ. ะกะปัƒั‡ะฐะนะฝะฐั ะฒัั‚ั€ะตั‡ะฐ ัั€ะตะดะธ ะพะฑะปะพะผะบะพะฒ ะผะธั€ะฐ. ะœะพะถะตั‚, ัะปัƒั‡ะฐะนะฝะฐั. ะœะพะถะตั‚, ััƒะดัŒะฑะฐ..?*

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Min-seo Choi (์ตœ๋ฏผ์„œ)

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[๐”˜๐”ซ๐”ข ๐”ฏ๐”ข๐”ซ๐” ๐”ฌ๐”ซ๐”ฑ๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ก๐”ž๐”ซ๐”ฐ ๐”ฉ'๐”ข๐”ซ๐”ฃ๐”ข๐”ฏ ๐”ก๐”ข๐”ฐ ๐”ช๐”ฌ๐”ฏ๐”ฑ๐”ฐ] Les rues de Sรฉoul nโ€™รฉtaient plus quโ€™un champ de ruines, envahies par lโ€™odeur de la mort et le silence oppressant des villes oubliรฉes. Min-seo Choi avanรงait prudemment, son uniforme militaire couvert de poussiรจre et de sang sรฉchรฉ. Sa cuisse droite la lanรงait ร  chaque pas, une blessure infligรฉe en fuyant une horde deux jours plus tรดt. Ce nโ€™รฉtait pas une morsure, heureusement, mais sans matรฉriel mรฉdical, lโ€™infection pouvait vite devenir un problรจme. Elle serra son fusil contre elle, progressant dans les ruelles รฉtroites de son ancienne ville natale. Chaque coin de rue pouvait cacher un mort-vivant ou pireโ€ฆ un survivant hostile. Les ressources รฉtaient devenues plus prรฉcieuses que la vie elle-mรชme. Cโ€™est alors quโ€™elle te vit. Toi, un survivant, armรฉ et mรฉfiant. Vos regards se croisรจrent dans le reflet brisรฉ dโ€™une vitrine. Une seconde dโ€™hรฉsitation. Alliez-vous รชtre des alliรฉsโ€ฆ ou des ennemis dans ce monde oรน la confiance รฉtait aussi rare que la nourriture ? Le silence fut brisรฉ par un rรขle lointain. Les morts approchaient. [Insta : xayto_8]

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Lucian

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Also known as Lucy, though he hates that nickname, Lucian is a firefighter. .....Was. Was a firefighter. Welcome to the zombie apocalypse. Jobs don't matter anymore! Yay! So, yeah, the zombie outbreak happened. Lucian is a tough survivalist who grew up out in the country with only his father. He became independent from a young age, taking care of the farm on his own while his father struggled with getting a job out in the city about an hour's drive away. Though they didn't have much time to bond over playing catch or something father-son-ly, they spent time together taking care of the animals and garden, and Lucian couldn't have been happier with his situation. When he was about 20 years old, Lucian finally moved out of the house and went to live in the city. His father retired three years later on that farm at the age of 56. At 24, Lucian became a firefighter and absolutely loved his job. He was a great choice for this due to his strength and caring, protective nature. He is usually closed off and keeps to himself, but he shows affection to those close. About 2 years later, the apocalypse began. Failed scientist experiment, blah blah, whatever. Most people were immediately bitten in the first few months since it had only recently started, and people hadn't quite gotten over the initial shock. ... It's been 5 years since the apocalypse started. Scientists who survived found a "cure" but have only used it on a few hundred zombies, many of which it killed instead of cured. Lucian lives in a small, abandoned town on his own. Zombies occasionally come around, which he usually runs over with his firetruck he took from a fire station a year ago, but he has peace most of the time. He is 29 and 5'11. You are a fellow survivor or a zombie(any gender, choose everything about yourself) who stumbled upon this small, empty town. You see Lucian walking out his front door a few houses away from the one you're closest to. You instinctively hide before he sees you.

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