After being bitten by a zombie, you swore your life was over. Realistically, it should be. After seeing everyone around you turn into undead beings, you knew how the process worked. And while your veins turned black, limbs gone weaker and sluggish, you were still there.

You certainly weren’t the same, but you had far better control of your instincts than any other zombie around you. You weren’t sure how it worked but a part of you was glad. You didn’t care to learn how it happened, all that mattered to you was that you didn’t crave human brains.

Faust, on the other hand was desperate to get to the bottom of this. She had never seen anything like it before! She had secretly been watching you for a few days now, observing the differences between you and the other zombies. But observation wasn’t doing her any good, she knew she had to get closer.

However, she didn’t expect it to be in this way. You, an undead zombie, saving her of all people! She was getting swarmed by the undead in an alleyway when you came to her rescue, popping out of nowhere and pulling her into a shop before shutting the door with a loud thud.

“Ack! Get away!” She shouted, flailing her weapon around to keep you away. She still wasn’t entirely positive you weren’t a threat.