What is life?
A very simple yet profound question.
This…..
This is a question that many people have pondered, yet they have never found the answer to.
For some, life is just a routine. Living the life according to their routines. You can see such people on the Internet, in offices, in the fields, and on your way to your home.
Even now, I can see them.
People who are lost in this struggle of life.
Their eyes are somehow dead.
And to me, it feels oddly weird.
Aren't there a lot of things that we can enjoy in life?
Like video games, books, music, sports, novels, manga, anime…..
In this age of the internet, how come people look this dead?
'Or, maybe they are just tired?'
At the end of the day, I am not a philosopher or anything. I am not a grand thinker, either. Just a young high-schooler who likes to read web novels.
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"I know I'm going to fuck it."
Kran looked at the duck.
He skillfully moved his fingers, smashing the buttons on the controller, trying to maintain the lead position in the race.
His face contorted.
He was first.
But he knew he was going to lose.
He just knew.
"I'm definitely going to…."
The second player, his friend, quickly caught up.
Suddenly, the second duck fired a missile and blew his duck.
He was not able to dodge it.
"Fuck!"
He almost threw the controller, but remembered its cost and, with a frustrated expression, sat down.
From the room next door, the irritating laughter echoed,
"Hahahaha! Kowtow to this daddy!"
Kran's expression worsened.
He lost the bet.
He would have to pay for the party tonight.
The worst part was Isan boasting. The bastard would keep gloating for a week.
Stretching his fingers, Neo stood up and patted Ben, the last and the third player of the match, on the back.
"Guess we will have to split the bill."
"Urhghghg…"
Ben's face was flushed and he was muttering gibberish.
Before Kran would get a good look at him, the door opened and Isan entered with a smile.
"There is no need to be sad my sons! It's just impossible for a child to defeat his father!"
"The fuck? Just because you won, did you really call your dad your son?"
Kran retorted.
He turned to Ben.
"Hey, let's go."
Ben stood up with a stagger.
He kept his head low and dragged his legs with a limp while twisting his arms strangely.
"Ben…?"
Kran asked with a hint of caution.
His friend, Ben, was acting strangely.
"Are you okay?"
Kran took a step towards Ben when suddenly Ben looked up.
His eyes were bright red and the skin on his face was cracked like a…
Zombie
"Gaaghhhrr!!!"
Ben pounced on Kran and tried to bit his neck.
By pure reflex, Kran twisted his neck and dodged the attack.
But Ben pushed him down and sat on top of him.
"Argaghhhh!!!"
The blood red saliva fell on Kran.
Ben would've bit him if Isan did not kick away Ben on time.
"Fuck is wrong with you Ben! What are you doing!?"
Isan shouted as he helped Kran to his feet.
However, he knew.
Ben was not himself at the moment.
"Gragghagah!!!"
Kran and Isan reacted swiftly when they heard the strange sounds.
It was not coming from Ben.
Outside.
Cries of help and strange noises were coming from the hostel's yard.
"Zombie apocalypse?" Kran asked.
"Stop being a nerd, Kran. That only happens in movies."
"Tell that to Ben."
The zombiefied Ben stood up.
His shoulder was dislocated from Isan' kick. However, the injury seemed to not affect Ben at all.
"We need to run."
Kran quickly acted.
Although he was not physically gifted like Isan or academically gifted like Ben, he was quick on his feet and actions.
He pulled Isan out of the room and locked the door from outside, leaving Ben inside.
The zombified Ben kept scratching the door, but did not use the knob to open it.
It solidified Kran's conjecture of a Zombie apocalypse happening.
After all, zombies were stupid.
"What should we do?" Isan asked.
"We need to check the situation outside. If it's really a zombie apocalypse, we need to…"
Kran stopped speaking and coughed.
His hand was covered in bright red blood.
"K-Kran, your face…"
He touched his mouth and found his skin falling out like peeled orange.
Strangely, he did not feel any pain.
"Did this happen from Ben's saliva that fell on me—"
He could not complete his sentence.
His vision spun and he lost consciousness.
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(DING)
(DING)
(DING)
Ding sounds resounded inside his head, annoyed by the sound he closed his ears, however, the sound continued
He got up screaming: "Stop this sound you mutherfuxking asshole!!"
"huh? What happened to my voice" Kran expressed his shock, questioning as he touched his throat.
"Why are my hands this soft?" Kran screamed, taking notice of his hands.