End Of The World [ABO]

Chapter One

TRIGGER WARNING: Non-Consensual/ RAPE
(Please stop telling me you didn’t know this story had rape. it has RAPE, lots of RAPE. All the RAPE. So if you do not like RAPE, then do not read a story focused on RAPE.)

Chapter 1: Survive in the End
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

ABO Era 3021, March 21.

The sun is burning and the land is desolate, the bustling city of the past is now but a ruin. The empty streets are even more deserted, and only the asphalt roads, because of the high temperature, rise like a distorted vision of a fog in the heat wave.

There is no wind in the sky, and the shade of the dilapidated high-rise buildings is also hot and maddening.

“Hgh hgh…” Listen carefully. In the distance, there are gasping sounds that don’t sound like a human being’s. And there is the sound of something dragging against the ground. The heavy breathing seems to be getting closer and closer. One can still hear the creaky roar that seems to be coming from the back of the throat, as if whatever it is that is approaching hasn’t eaten in several years.

Suddenly, a figure appears on the empty road.

It couldn’t be called ‘human.’

It is a filthy man, appearing like a corpse that had crawled out of the ground a month after his death.

His body is twisted like it has been dislocated, and he drags his broken leg behind him. His arms are like decorations hanging from his body. As he twists and walks around, he swings back and forth randomly. One of his arms has no flesh and blood, only black bones remain. His clothes are ripped and torn. It can be seen that it is a dark green T-shirt, and his chest is full of black blood and dirt.

His face, however, had no distinguishable facial features. His nose, lips and cheeks, once covered with a layer of flesh, are now bare, showing red and black bones. But the flesh hasn’t completely fallen off. On the side near his ears, there’s still a piece of decaying flesh hanging. On the top of it, there are white maggots rolling and wriggling. It looks terrible and disgusting.

And the sound of “hgh, hgh” escapes from the mouth of this ‘corpse.’

There is no eyelid wrapping up the corpse’s eyeball, it has all degenerated into white. There is only a small black spot in the middle, and it seems a little weird.

The man twists to walk to the middle of the road. When his foot comes in contact with the road, because the temperature is too high, the sound like a from a sizzling barbecue echoes out, white smoke rising, and a putrid smell infuses into the air. But the corpse doesn’t feel anything. He still twists forward in the hot and abnormal weather, closer and closer to the broken building in front, as though something attracted him there…

The closer he gets to the building, the louder the creaks from the dead man’s throat are, and even his pace accelerated.

In the shadow of the building, a light refracts.

As the corpse approaches the shadow of the building, his movements suddenly stop, as if he senses something. But soon, “Roar!”

“Shua!” There is a terrible low roar and a sound like cutting vegetables.

The rotten head with huge white eyes rolls to a distance, the flesh on its face is roasted the moment it comes in contact with the road, and the maggots with high protein are instantly fried as though in an oil pan, and die after a few twitches.

Although he has killed countless zombies, Zhou Mo’s stomach still rolls when he sees this scene. Frowning with disgust, the man turns his face, draws a soft cloth from behind him, and wipes off the black and red blood on the sword.