WDTGaming's Story
My name is WDTGaming, I was a young boy when the initial outbreak happened. A lot has changed since then. People are killing people. Zombies are killing people. Our only hope was the mutated super soldiers the Government created and now even they are killing people. The world wasn't always this way though. You see, a long time ago the world was civilized, people made an honest living, cared about each other, heck, they even used to interact with one another. Don't get me wrong, some people still do interact and offer a helping hand, these are the good guys, alas, they are few and far between. Mainly you will come across bandits. They are the worst people to meet. No second chances with those guys. They shoot to kill and they kill on sight. That however is for a later part of the story. Right now, let me explain what's going on. So around fifteen years ago a virus got released by accident over on the island just off the coast. The island is a bio-chemical weapons testing facility. They were trying to find a way to revive dead soldiers to prevent us from losing the war we were part of at the time. They managed to some what succeed in their work. They brought the dead back however it wasn't how they hoped. The zombies started to bite people and they too would die and return. The virus got out, people in the streets heard stories. The government promised us we had nothing to worry about. We were safe. They had a plan to create genetically mutated super soldiers. It worked. The super soldiers rapidly decreased the numbers of the zombies. A whole year had passed without so much as a sighting of the zombies which lead us to believe we were truly safe from the nightmare that had occurred. Life began to return to normal. The schools reopened. People began to live a happy and free life again. I remember one night being woke up by screams and gunfire. They were back. In far greater numbers than we even though possible. They must have come from up North. Thousands of them filled the streets of our tiny town. A soldier saved me and took me to the military quarantine zone. I still recall the scene that day, it looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Blood everywhere. Bodies lined the streets. I quickly learnt how to survive in this world. The soldier that saved me that day taught me how to hunt and shoot. He showed me how to cook food for the best result. Sadly we were out looking for survivours one day when we were attacked. Not by the zombies, by the super soldiers. They were different though. They had the same aggressive behaviour as the zombies. Their flesh had changed colour. They were no longer our allies. They too had become predators in this hostile environment. To make matters a thousand times worse, buildings have started to fall apart. Food and water are becoming more rare. We're approaching winter and warm clothing is something we need to find. None of us dare to leave this camp now, however, we know we're going to have to. We heard the wolves howling. The moans from the zombies and that scream from the mutants. With all of these becoming a disadvantage we're no longer safe here, we're going to have to venture out to find supplies. Bandits most likely have most of them. We can find others to help or we can go this alone. Either way, we have no choice but to fight for our lives. So here we are, a decision to make. Do we fight to live. Or do we die. That's a question we all need to answer, however, I have just one question for you..... What will you do in this Decaying Earth?
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