3RD PERSON POV
Y/N: Ah......day 1243 of the apocalypse.
He gets up from the bed, fixing his hair and grabs his pistol from nearby along with several bullet magazines.
Y/N: Ah.....at least I won't make much noise today.
Y/N: *smile* Hello good old friend.
He grabs his blade, attaching it to the belt he put on along with his weapons and a knife before putting on his shoes and heading outside.
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Apocalyptic Survivor
FanfictionIt has been 3 years ever since the virus apocalypse, and a year after the end of the world. You seem to be the one of the only survivors in nearly the whole world, waiting for years before all the zombies and monsters die off for good..... "Hello?" ...