Ryo glanced around the untouched shops lining the streets of his town, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Shelves brimming with supplies lay undisturbed—food, medicine, clothes, and countless necessities, all waiting for him. No other human had dared set foot here; they couldn't without an escort of zombies to protect them. Anyone reckless enough to try would face a relentless, swift end. His town was his sanctuary, surrounded and guarded by his relentless army, each one ready to shred any intruder.
Ken had his strange harem of female zombies, and Yumi had her weaker prototype zombies. Yet none of their undead followers could rival the might of his legion. Ryo's zombies were faster, stronger, and fully obedient, responding to his mere presence. They stood as an impenetrable wall, a deterrent against any outsiders. Even Ken and Yumi knew their followers were no match for Ryo's forces.
