Chapter 1: Chapter 1 – The First Step of a Zombie Girl
I was still standing in front of the clothing store mirror.
A pretty face, long hair, eyes that—okay, honestly, looked a bit lifeless and creepy—stared back at . I looked like the protagonist of a romantic zombie ga, if you ignored the fact that I was a zombie here too.
"So... this is what it feels like to be a female lead? A zombie one, no less."
My right hand suddenly lifted on its own. I didn't command it. It just... moved. Then my fingers trembled slightly, like muscles that hadn't been calibrated properly.
Click.
I heard the joints in my shoulder shift. It didn't hurt. But... it was disgusting.
"Yup. I'm officially the living dead."And this living corpse was spacing out alone in a clothing store.
Dragging my feet slowly, I explored the shop. Not because I wanted to shop, but because... well, I had nothing else to do. I grabbed a long coat hanging from a rack and tried it on.
"Not bad. Zombie fashionista style."
At least it covered the huge wounds on my arm and left shoulder. I also found a pair of boots. They fit perfectly. Either pure coincidence or the system was being kind.
As I stepped out of the store, the status screen suddenly popped up in front of .
[Main Mission Unlocked!]Kill zombies, mutated animals, or humans to reach Level 10 and evolve
Reward: Special Dress – Auto-repair function.
Ti remaining: 6 days 23 hours 51 minutes.
"SERIOUSLY?! THERE'S A TI LIMIT?!"
I nearly fell from shock. But... my legs were too stiff for a dramatic collapse. So I just plopped down like a broken doll.
"Evolve...? So even zombies can level up?"
I didn't know whether to feel happy or hopeless. But one thing was clear—I didn't want to die again.
Maybe... I should start with the basics: finding food.Though I wasn't even sure if zombies still needed to eat.
I started walking down the mall corridor. The stench, the sound of water dripping from a leaky ceiling, and the wrecked shops made it feel like a post-apocalyptic movie.But this was real.
Then... I slled sothing.
Not the fancy perfu from the costic store.
But the scent of fresh at.Alive.
My steps, slow but steady, led
toward the source. And there—at the end of the hall—I saw a girl. A human. Still alive.
She looked panicked, hiding behind a vending machine. Hugging a small bag and clutching a rusty golf club.
My body moved.
Instinctively, I took a step forward.
"W-what am I doing...?"
My stomach churned. Not from hunger in the usual sense. This was... primal instinct.
Zombie instinct.
The "Bite" skill activated.
"Wait! WAIT A SECOND! Don't activate on your own!"
My hands and jaw started to move on their own. I panicked. It was like autopilot. I tried to resist—but my body wasn't listening to .
I don't want to bite soone! I'm not a monster!Well... okay, I am a zombie now, but still!
When I was just five steps away—the girl turned. Our eyes t.
Her eyes widened in fear. But she didn't scream. She simply raised the golf club, ready to swing it hard.
And at that mont—
System has detected conflict between consciousness and instinct.
System objective updated.
Reward: Ability to upgrade or select a new skill.
Condition: Fully suppress your instincts within 3 days.
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