Magma's P.O.V.
He has a point... but who wouldn't get satisfied when they killed someone who they loath?
I glared at his retreating form, pissed. "You're getting on my nerves, boy." My grip on my sword tightened, before seeing the now dead figures of the humans.
"Wait a minute..." I suddenly thought of a brilliant idea. Maybe this could help us win the fight...
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"Zoro!" I quickly found him, who's mindlessly biting humans. His number one weakness is the sight of bloodied humans and that is what my idea is about.
He stared at me with those wide eyes. Oh crap, he's lost it. He's completely not conscious of what he's doing.
"Yes, Magma?" He growls. I mentally rolled my eyes in disgust, seeing him wipe of the blood from the corners of his mouth.
"Follow me." He grinned like a lunatic and oblidged wordlessly. I led him to the same spot where the corpses littered the asphalt. His eyes bulged before his body twitched, advancing towards them. I watched the grotesque scene unfold in front of me. He bit them one by one, reveling in the moment. The corpses arose one by one, looking around frantically, like some predator looking for something to devour.
They growled incoherent words that I cannot conprehend-- which is normal for a newly converted zombie. I thanked Zoro who was busy converting them all and then proceeded to find other prey.
But then, an announcement blared in the speakers that's located just right near us.
"The war is over. Proceed to the conference room."
At long last... it is over.
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World War: The Rise of the Mobs (A Minecraft FanFic)
FanfictionThey say mobs are heartless, in reality it is not. They say their hearts are cold. Colder than ice. Tsk. Really? They say they have no love, but is it really true? I don't believe it because, I'm a mob and this is all false. Because my cold heart me...
