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Ten Deadly things

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In a world shattered by a catastrophic zombie virus outbreak, most of humanity has succumbed, turning into soulless, ravenous creatures. However, Kirishima Seijiro, a seemingly ordinary boy, was transformed into something far more terrifying. The virus granted him, super speed, super strength, high durability, the power to manipulate his body into weapons of destruction, regenerate from any wound, and absorb the abilities and memories of those he consumes. Seijiro’s transformation brought him to the attention of the "Ten Deadly Things," a fearsome group consisting of humans, zombie variants, and evolution beasts who have ascended to unimaginable power due to the virus or their own unnatural origins. Each member is a living catastrophe in their own right. Yet, none are as ruthless or determined as Seijiro. He doesn’t merely seek survival—he aims to eradicate the last remnants of humanity, believing that they are the true infection. As he rises through the ranks of the Ten Deadly Things, his ambitions threaten the entire world. With power-hungry monsters, and humanity’s final defenders all vying for control, Kirishima Seijiro stands at the center of the apocalypse. His journey will either lead to the complete annihilation of the human race or a reckoning for those who dare to play god in a broken world. This is the tale of how a boy became the deadliest of the Deadly Things—and the harbinger of humanity's extinction.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 0: the betrayal

I lay on the cold, unforgiving steps of the staircase, my body powerless and pinned beneath the weight of the infected. Their gnashing teeth sank into my flesh, each bite igniting a fire of agony that surged through me. I screamed, a desperate sound that echoed off the walls, but my cries were drowned out by the moans of the undead.

The pain was unbearable, but amidst the horror, a memory flashed through my mind—a moment from earlier that day when my friends and I had fought side by side. We had been so close to reaching safety, so close to escaping the nightmare. But then, when the tide of zombies surged forward, their fear had overwhelmed them.

"I'm sorry, but please, buy us more time!" one of them had pleaded, urgency lacing their voice as they pushed me away from the staircase. I had stumbled back, shock and disbelief washing over me as they rushed past, abandoning me to the chaos. Their faces twisted with terror haunted me now, fueling my anger as I lay there, helpless.

As the infected tore into me, I felt the betrayal cut deeper than any wound. Blood flowed from my mouth and nose, mingling with the salty taste of my own despair. The memory of their desperate plea burned in my mind, morphing into a promise of vengeance. If I survived this, if I somehow escaped this hell, I would make them pay for leaving me behind. I had risked everything for them, only to be pushed aside when they thought their lives were at stake.

Remember this, I thought fiercely, the words echoing in the recesses of my mind as I writhed in agony. If I survive, you will pay.

As I finished that thought, my vision began to fade, the world blurring into a swirling haze of darkness. The cold steps beneath me felt distant, and the sound of zombies grew muffled, as if I were slipping away from reality itself. Panic surged within me, mingled with the pain, but it was quickly drowned by a growing sense of acceptance.

I fought against the encroaching darkness, but It was relentless. Each gasp for breath became more labored, and I felt a warmth of blood pooling around me. The face of my friends flashed before my eyes, twisted in terror as they pushed me away. You'll all regret this, I thought, my heart heavy with rage and sorrow.

In those final moments, I clung to that rage, that promises of retribution. The world around me dissolved into shadows, but within those shadows, I found a flicker of resolve. I would survive, I would rise from this hell.

As the last remnants of consciousness slipped away, I whispered into the void, If I survived this you would pay. And then everything went dark.