When did it start? I remember that at first I just received the evacuation message suddenly... and then I left, yes, left the company.
Then the Red Storm happened, but it was avoided in the bunker. It was avoided, but many people still died.
The evacuation destination is not far away, but the dead people are "resurrected". They attack all the living people they see. They have no sense at all. Their eyes are blood red, as if they only have the instinct to kill. Just like zombies.
Same.
Although the soldiers of the army resisted the attack of the zombie group, the sound of gunfire attracted more zombies. There was only a short distance left, but the speed of travel was slowed down countless times.
Gradually, the casualties of the troops increased, and blood and corpses were everywhere.
Finally we arrived at a square. As long as we passed this square, we would be there in no time.
There are not many soldiers left in the army. Counting me and other survivors, there are only eight people alive, and there are five survivors. The army originally had more than ten soldiers.
This last level is also guarded by many zombies. It is better to say that they are just wandering here because they cannot find prey, and the so-called prey are living fresh humans like us.
They are not slow, but they are not fast either. However, the most dangerous thing is that they know how to use weapons to kill more efficiently.
There was no choice but to storm this square. It seemed that troops had once been stationed here, but they were forced to evacuate, leaving only some arms boxes that only soldiers could open.
The soldiers responsible for protecting us use the weapons in these armament boxes to advance. During the advancement process, mutant creatures different from zombies appeared, which are fierce, fast, terrifying and dangerous!
I still can't forget the image of a soldier's throat being torn apart by his fangs in front of me, and the feeling of warm blood splashing on his face.
The sudden attack caught the soldiers by surprise. Even if they adjusted in time, they already suffered heavy casualties. Not only the soldiers, but also several survivors were killed and injured. Their screams before death could be heard endlessly, but I was just scared, scared, and could not
Dare to take any action.
Seeing that the whole army was about to be annihilated, I quietly waited for death to come. I was no longer afraid. It was not that I was not afraid of death. I just accepted the fact that it was about to happen. I was just an ordinary woman who had not received any training. In this kind of situation,
Survival escape under the circumstances is unrealistic.
Despite this, there is still some dissatisfaction.
However, before death comes, disaster finds us first, a blood-red disaster, a storm that sweeps everything away.
Everything in front of him was covered in blood, and his head was in severe pain. The memory was interrupted here, and the subsequent memories were also intermittent.
I vaguely remember that through the reflection in the glass, I saw that my eyes were blood-colored, filled with the desire to kill and destroy, and black scales grew out of my body.
I tore apart everything I saw, zombies, mutant creatures, everything. I couldn't calm down... I became a monster.
I want to die, but I can't control myself. My body no longer belongs to me.
Despair permeates the heart, a despair that cannot be relieved.
Gradually, I actually began to accept my identity as a monster, because in this way, I could occasionally calm down. Living as a monster...
I don’t know how long it took, but someone broke into this place again.
I don’t know either of them, but one of them feels familiar, but I can’t remember who he is. Maybe he also knows me, the person I was before I became a monster.
Did that man and a little girl survive and find here? But behind them there was a very scary monster, yes, a monster scarier than me chasing them.
When the huge monster took action, this body went crazy uncontrollably. The anger and desire for destruction made me lose my mind at the same time. There was only killing in my eyes. Soon, my mind would become distorted.
Bar.
That monster was too strong. I was seriously injured, very painful, and even more angry.
However, what I didn't expect was that the powerful monster was defeated by those three people, three humans including the little girl.
But I couldn't be happy, because after this, my uncontrollable anger would be poured out on them.
Why, I obviously don't want to hurt anyone, but I can't stop this. As a monster, I control this body.
Sadness, unspeakable and heavy sadness came to my heart, but I could no longer cry, and I no longer even had the ability to cry.
At least, I hope they can die without any pain.
This is the fate of being a monster...
"Wake up, Xianyuan Muyue, this shouldn't be your behavior!"
What stood in front of me was a boy with a frown and a determined expression. There was blood on the corner of his mouth. He was injured by me, but he stood up and did not die like this.
He knows my name, he knows me. Ah, I remembered it, it was the intern I met not long ago. It was him, he survived strong, I can still recognize him even when he looks like this
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His injuries were not serious, but he stood in front of me unswervingly and protected the little girl and his seriously injured partner.
He endured all my uncontrollable anger, and the fire that never gave up shone in his eyes. As a human being, he used his own strength to fight beyond his limits.
You are different from me, you are much stronger than me. You are indeed very strong. I am really sorry that I still doubted your ability when we first met.
During the battle, he called me a bastard, but he always added the words "director" before it.
No matter what I become, will I always be his boss in his eyes? Is a weak boss like me really worthy of respect?
I can feel that he is in pain, he is just trying to be strong, but he does not flinch. I expect him to kill me, I expect him to free me, I expect him to die like this instead of becoming a complete killer who takes pleasure in killing.
monster.
The battle with him was the first time I felt any emotion other than anger, pain and sadness. I didn’t know what kind of emotion it was, but I knew it should be a very precious emotion, something worth cherishing.
In the last confrontation, I finally got what I wanted. To die quietly like this was the best ending I could get. However, I didn't expect that this uncontrollable body made a final struggle and sneak-attacked him in order to survive.
His arm was bleeding profusely, and my body was sucking his blood as if it wanted to eat him up.
He yelled in pain and said, "I'm very sorry. This is beyond my control."
With the injection of blood, I feel that my seriously injured body is gradually recovering. Am I not able to die as I wish even this time?
Suddenly, it was like a thunder struck my mind, and many memory fragments poured in at once. My head felt as painful as if it was about to burst. The extreme pain made me involuntarily let go.
Then the darkness in front of me flooded me. I had a dream for a long time. I dreamed that I looked like a child. In the dream, I saw a little boy and his journey of growing up.
No matter what setbacks he suffered, he stood up again and again. This boy was always injured because he was protecting the people around him, but he was not powerful, but he stood up strong every time.
He always has a cool expression on his face, but I know that in his heart he values and cherishes everything around him. Because I know this boy. Back then, this boy gave his favorite thing to a little girl in order to stop her crying.
Gave it to the little girl.
The boy said: I give you my favorite comic, hoping that you can also get happiness and courage from it. Don’t cry, don’t lose to sadness, don’t lose to fear, so that we can become more brave. If we encounter
When things get difficult, just smile.
Yes, I obviously promised it.
Bits and pieces of memories dye the pale world into beautiful colors.
I saw someone walking out of the darkness opposite me. It was the monster in my heart, the monster that controlled my body and drove me into madness and despair.
It had exactly the same appearance as me, but its eyes were blood-colored, and it looked at me quietly, which made me feel an unusually strong sense of oppression.
I'm shaking and scared, but I won't lose this time because I promised.
I will never lose to fear again.
"It's not you, I am the master. The master of this world is me!"
There is no room for doubt. Only I can control my heart and everything in me. I will never be controlled by anyone, whether it is a monster, a demon, or even a god!
We looked at each other for a long time, but I didn't flinch at all.
It didn't attack me, but suddenly smiled and said:
"Yes, you are the master, and this is how a master should behave."
It disappeared, faded away, leaving no trace.
I suddenly understood that the so-called monster in my heart was only born to protect the cowardly me.
Everything is over and the dream has awakened.
When I woke up, what I saw was a boy who had fought a bloody battle and was now lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
We have been apart for too long, and he no longer recognizes me as the little girl back then, but I remember that when I grew up, you came back here and saved me again, so please don’t die, don’t die, I will definitely save you.
your.
At this moment, there is only one wish left in my heart.