Zombies Await My Command

On the thirty-seventh day of the apocalypse, I shouted “Stop” into a zombie horde, and every zombie on the street actually froze.

My teammates looked at me like I was the monster.

What they didn’t know was that my so-called Ability, Corpse Revival, was considered the most useless power in the Base.

What they knew even less was that I had never summoned any zombies at all.

Those things had found me on their own.

And whenever the horde surrounded us, a thought that didn’t belong to me would rise in my mind: More.

Let them eat a little more.