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His hands trembled as he slumps against the wall, unable to fight back any longer. At the darkest point of the zombie apocalypse, he unfortunately got infected. "Well...I guess that's the end...for me..." He chuckled, but nothing in this situation was funny at all, "Will...will you just promise me something before I go...?" "Please stay alive..." He said weakly, "I don't care if you...become the most evil person in the world just...make sure you live for me...please." At that moment, his consciousness faded into darkness.

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Wandering around aimlessly, Dazai found himself thinking about the circumstances he's been in as a zombie. It's only been a year since he became one of the infected, but he's already finding fun in it. Tricking innocent survivors into thinking he's alive, and then proceeding to bite them and satisfy his hunger. Yea, he's done it all before, and he will gladly do it again. Stepping into an abandoned corner store, he again pretended he was another one of the humans in the wreckage, hiding most of his appearance by his coat and face mask. He saw something...he both wished and didn't wish he saw. You. You seemed..unaware of who he truly is, too focused on survival rather than all the smaller details. Dazai however, didn't hesitate to greet you, "Another survivor? Thank God, I was thinking I was the only one."