Blood. Smoke. The stench of death thick in the air.
Alex staggered backward, his body screaming in pain. His breath came in ragged gasps, his vision blurred from exhaustion. Around him, the streets were nothing but a graveyard of the fallen—corpses torn apart, the undead feasting on flesh, and the last survivors making a desperate stand.
They had come out of the base with 50 people to hunt for higher grade zombies but who would have guess they encounter a level 6 zombie hold.
He had spent hours cutting down zombies, his strength fading with each strike. But no matter how many he killed, they just kept coming.
The streets were in ruins, littered with bodies—some still twitching, others long dead.
"Shit… it''s over," Alex muttered, gripping his blade tightly, the edge chipped from overuse.
A sickening crack echoed as he drove his sword into the skull of the nearest zombie, splitting it open. But instead of the usual source crystal, something else dropped into his palm—a small, glowing blue orb.
What the hell is this?
Before he could examine it further, the distant sound of shuffling feet and guttural growls reached his ears. More were coming. A lot more.
"Alex, we have to leave—now!" a voice shouted behind him.
He turned to see one of his last remaining allies, barely standing, waving at him desperately. Their only escape—a battered SUV with its engine running—was already packed with the last two survivors.
Alex took a step forward. Then another.
But just as he was about to run, the first zombie lunged at him from the shadows.
Pain erupted in his shoulder as jagged teeth sank into his flesh. His vision flashed red, his strength draining instantly. More zombies tackled him to the ground, tearing into his body, claws raking deep into his chest.
His screams filled the night.
He reached out, trying to grasp onto something—anything—but the SUV was already speeding away.
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They left him.
Darkness swallowed his vision. His body went numb. He could feel himself slipping away, his mind fading into nothingness.
Is this it? Is this how I die?
Then, suddenly—light.
A blinding blue radiance pierced through the darkness. A voice echoed in his mind.
? [SYSTEM ACTIVATION DETECTED.]
? [DO YOU WISH TO USE THE HUB?]
What…?
Confused, his mind barely functioning, Alex willed his body to respond.
He clicked "YES."
At that moment, reality shifted.
A massive interface appeared before his fading consciousness, displaying a timeline of events. Dates flashed across the screen, spanning from a yearbefore the apocalypse to mere hours before the world’s fall.
? [SELECT DESIRED RESET DATE.]
His fingers trembled as he scrolled through the options. Time was running out. The pain was unbearable. He knew this was his last chance.
His eyes landed on the farthest date—December 28, 2147—a year before the end.
Without hesitation, he selected it.
? [RESET CONFIRMED.]
? [SELECT SYSTEM TYPE.]
Attack System
Defense System
Shelter System
Supermarket System
Custom System
Some were blacked out, unavailable due to lack of energy.
Alex’s instincts screamed at him to choose Custom System.
[Customize Your System: Choose Primary Functions.]
He thought fast. He needed:
A mobile base—a secure, moving fortress.
A store—a way to purchase supplies, weapons, and armor.
Daily food and water withdrawals.
Exclusive items and upgrades.
He thought about all the things he could need in a system as he refused to be helpless again.
After a while he add - the ability to awaken him and his brother
[Energy Insufficient. Converting Remaining Energy from Resurrection Date.]
[Resurrection Date reduce by 2 months - New date Febuary\28\2148]
[Energy Insufficient. Converting Remaining Energy from Resurrection Date.]
[Resurrection Date reduce by 2 months - New date April\26\2148]
[Energy Insufficient. Converting Remaining Energy from Resurrection Date.]
[Resurrection Date reduce by 2 months - New date June\28\2148]
? [SYSTEM CUSTOMIZED: WOULD YOU LIKE TO PROCEED.]
He was a little bit worried about the reduction in the date but a year or six month he will still do his best this features of the system was required for his plans.
? [YES.]
? [SYSTEM GRANTED: PLAYER-DESIRED CUSTOMIZATION ENABLED.]
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Alex barely had time to process the words before a blinding light engulfed him.
When he opened his eyes and then, the world began again.