??? POV

???: ugh...

I open eyes and see I was in an unfamiliar room.

???: Where am I?

I sit up in bed and stretch my arms and feel like I was asleep for a longer time. I don't know where I am right now. I go to the balcony of my room and see what scenery outside is and I was shocked and then devastated because what I see are ruins.

The building is in rubble and cars are wrecked and left alone. I started to panic, the last thing I remember before I passed out is when I was partying with my workmates and got home from the party then I sleep, and now I don't know what happen anymore.

I calm myself by breathing rhythmically this is the technique that my mother teaches me and telling myself that this must be a dream, this must be a nightmare, and I'm going to wake up any minute now. I slap myself and feel the pain coming from my palm and right cheek and its fucking hurts.

???: This is not a dream.

I said to myself then I go to the bathroom to refreshen myself and then I look in the mirror. I was shocked again because I know I'm already in my early twenties but now I'm a child who is 9-10 years old. I know that I am not dreaming because of the slap that I did to myself and then I remember the novels, anime, comics, and fanfictions that I read when I had free time during my youth and when I am free from work.

???: Don't tell me I reincarnated?! WTF!! And not only I am in a fantasy world that I want but, in a f*ck up the world and I am f*cked!

Then I try to recall who I am, but I only remember my name and that is Mark my age is 21, and the rest I don't remember. I don't remember where I live who my mother and father are and what work did, I do in my previous life and I try to recall the memories of this body that I got into. I tried and tried but no memory surfaced in my head.

Mark: *sigh*

Then it clicks to me, I remember the games that I played the novels, fanfictions, comics, and mangas that I read, and the movies and videos that I watch about how to survive in an apocalyptic world.

Mark: F*ck this! GOD! You should have reincarnated me in an anime world, not in this apocalyptic world. I want to 'moe-moe' some of my waifus! *sigh*

I release the pent-up anger that is boiling inside of me then I became calm again. Then I feel hungry, I look at my stomach and realize that I haven't eaten anything since I woke up.

Mark: I Should find some food.

I look at the room again, scanning if there is something that I can use and eat but nothing. Now that I inspect the room again, I was surprised that the room I was in was a luxurious room that in my past life I was only dreaming about.

Mark: Wow. This is a nice room. Don't tell me this kid's body is a rich son of a b*tch ?! but even if I was rich right now, I am in an apocalyptic world so money is meaningless.

I sigh again realizing that I am f*ck up.

Mark: 'Well I should check the whole house maybe I may find food and a weapon'

~sometime later~

Mark: Oh my god this food is so delicious.

I was eating like I was hungry for a week. I find the food in the fridge earlier when I was roaming the house earlier and now I am eating it. Besides me, there was a kitchen knife and a gun. The gun that I found is a pistol and the type is Desert eagle. I am not a fan of guns so how did I know this is a desert eagle? Well, when I found this gun, it was in a box and the box has a name says "Desert Eagle".

(A/N: Sorry guys not a fan of guns so I'm not going to make a detail about what gun will the MC get and it will be only a name)

As I was eating, I heard a sound coming from the other side of the room.

*bam*

Mark: What the..?!

I grab my knife and gun so that I will prepare for what's going to happen. I stand up walk up to the door and listen.

*bam* *bam* *bam*

I heard someone or something banging on the wall next to my room. I slowly open the door that I used to listen to then got out and walk slowly so that thing or that person doesn't hear me. I listen again to the door where the sound came earlier and I still hear the pounding sound.

*bam* *bam* *bam* *bam*

I also heard a groaning sound, like an animal or something that I can't explain. I slowly open the door and readied my knife because I don't want to waste some bullets in this apocalyptic era bullets are indispensable.

Mark: F*ck here we go…

When I fully open the door I see a person standing there beside the cabinet and banging it like there is no tomorrow.

Mark: HEY! Are you okay?

I said to the person that is in front of me. That person then heard what I say and turn around

That was when I realize that I am so f*ck up right now.

Mark: F*cking hell. Of all the monsters that I don't want to see it's you! F*cking ZOMBIE!

Zombie: GRAAAAAHG!

The person, I mean the zombie that was in front of me roaring like it was also saying that it was glad that it sees me.

It rushes to me like he sees his most delicious food. I was stunned for a second because it scared the shit out of me then I snap out of it and go out of the room then quickly close the door. The zombie that was on the other side of the door collide with it and then start banging the door.

I step back and slump on the floor feeling exhausted from what I just did even though I only closed the door. I still hear the zombie banging on the door like a wild animal that wants to eat me, well technically it does want to eat me alive even. I stand up and clam myself and said.

Mark: F*ck of all the things that I don't want to see in an apocalyptic world is a zombie, then this world gives me a zombie. Why not a little goblin maybe I can deal with it calmly but NO! it was a f*cking zombie! F*CK! F*CK! F*CK!

Mark: I should kill it so that I can be prepared for this world and so that I am ready to face this new world that I am thrown into. *sigh*

I steel myself reading my body and mind to face the challenges that I will face in this world. I also wish that there will be no mutated zombies in this world and only regular zombies. Because even a regular zombie can kill me easily if I am not careful. I pray to any god that threw me into this mess that don't mess anymore because it's already messed up. Again, I readied myself to kill the zombie.

Mark: F*ck! What were the words again when you were thrown into another world? Oh, that's right!

"MY JOURNEY IS JUST BEGINNING"