The apocalypse had arrived, and law and order had disappeared... Even with all this happening, it seed that nothing had changed for Zanka and his family, and they were still living a diocre life... On the contrary, inside this Bunker, the diocre life they had outside was sothing he missed now.
His parents, who worked at the Deputy Mayor of Kaelor’s mansion, had convinced him to join this place shortly before the pandemic hit... But now, Zanka and his father were forced to ride their bicycles for almost six hours a day to get two diocre als that were barely enough to replace the calories he burned...
Zanka was still fine with the situation because he was young, but his father, already an elderly man, couldn’t handle this routine for long...
In less than two weeks, most of the other survivors who were in the sa situation as Zanka could no longer bear living like this. Other survivors of the bunker, noticing the young n’s dissatisfaction, also began planting ideas in their heads. The final trigger for a rebellion against their leader was so of the beautiful celebrities who also lived there, making promises to those who saved them from the hands of the "disgusting leader" of this place.
These were promises no man could resist.
What Zanka and the others never imagined was that the Deputy Mayor they served in this bunker was no longer human.
Of the more than twenty n who attacked him, 12 were killed in horrific ways at the hands of the Deputy Mayor. And the eight survivors who were unlucky enough to survive suffered a punishnt worse than death... Zanka, who was considered the leader of this rebellion, was imprisoned and tortured daily...
While the rest began to live like true slaves... They were chained next to their treadmills and bicycles and forced to work themselves to exhaustion daily...
Every day that the leader of this place tortured Zanka, he prayed and asked any God who could hear him to free him from this cruel fate...
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The surna Harris was a surna that brought both respect and fear among the people of Jyera. Not only was it the surna of a certain Royal family in the past, but it was also the surna of one of the current Councilors of Jyera...
But contrary to what many thought, having the sa surna as a Councilor wasn’t always a sign of an easy life... Especially when you weren’t part of the main branch of the family and were rely the son of one of the Councilor’s many cousins... Even worse, you weren’t even that cousin’s primary heir, but rather his fourth son. Nothing was left for you...
Unlike pleasing the fourth son of a distant cousin, it was better to please and favor the many children, grandchildren, and nephews of other Councilors if your goal was to have a closer relationship with the world leaders of Jyera...
For Charles Harris, everything beca even worse when his three older brothers were better than him in everything... Be it sports, social skills, beauty, and especially intelligence...
Left with only scraps, Charles followed a path none of his brothers were willing to cross in search of more power and influence. And that was the path of cri and corruption. While still young, he beca involved with so of Aethoria’s criminal groups and used every ans possible to advance himself to a political position.
His dishonest path was not in vain, and it brought him many benefits... And at just 35 years old, he achieved the position of Deputy Mayor of the coastal city of Kaelor. An achievent that even his elderly father praised him for...
But little did his father know that Charles’s ambitions weren’t over yet, and he had nefarious plans to seek the mayoral office in the upcoming elections. But all his ambitions ended with the arrival of the apocalypse, when several mories flooded his brain seven days before it all began...
In his new mories, not only would he be left behind to die in this apocalypse due to his terrible reputation within the Harris family, but his state-of-the-art bunker would also be useless, becoming a death trap in this apocalypse where technology would cease to function.
Knowing the worst was yet to co, Charles focused all his efforts over the last seven days on improving his bunker, making it more self-sustainable and less dependent on technology.
He not only prioritized supplies that didn’t require constant cooling, but also replaced the entire electrical system, which used a space core, with one powered by physical activity.
Using his authority and influence as Deputy Mayor of one of Jyera’s largest cities, he purchased and stocked many luxury items with public funds. He also brought several female celebrities to his bunker with the promise of a safe place during the spreading pandemic.
He ensured that his employees and their families also joined the bunker, becoming the workforce that would power the bunker’s electrical system and continue serving him.
In the end, everything was going well for Charles; he was the king of this bunker. He had many beautiful celebrities to accompany him daily in the intimacy of his room. His employees worked hard to power the place’s electrical system, and at least for now, there was no sign of a revolt...
But Charles noticed the hostile looks from his employees every day, as well as from the famous beauties who claid to love him but hated him... In a situation where law and order no longer existed, none of them were pleased to see a fat, ugly, and nearly middle-aged man ruling such an oasis simply because he was soone important before it all began...
Charles also recognized so faces from the first rebellion that would occur in this place. The leader of this future rebellion was a young man nad Zanka... And his way to escape all this, and gain the power that would allow him to remain king of this place, lay outside his bunker... They were the miraculous crystals that resided within the zombies and monsters...
Using this thod, Charles partially opened his bunker and allowed a certain ssage to spread; Any survivor who brought him a certain amount of crystals could join his bunker...
Of course, it was a complete lie. No matter how many crystals people brought, he never let any of them in, always saying it wasn’t enough...
Although the crystals were few and far between at first, Charles gradually gained his power as a mutant, and with the help of a mysterious stranger who brought him all 30 Level 2 crystals he needed, he finally gained the mysterious power he was familiar with. The power to control space...
It was with this power that he survived the many trials of this bunker in his visions of the future, and thanks to these mories/visions of the future, he also quickly relearned the many abilities such power granted him...
With his new power, Charles continued to rule his bunker with even greater cruelty. Compared to ordinary humans, a Level 3 mutant was a god... And after Zanka’s first failed rebellion, no one thought of rebelling against him anymore...
After waking up another day next to four beauties, Charles felt incredible. He had so much power within this place that he was now beginning to wonder if he should go outside and beco the lord of all Kaelor. Using all the knowledge he had about the future, he could even beco the Lord of all Jyera.
As he pondered his next steps, Charles’s day was perfect after waking up. He took a nice bath with the help of his maids, whom he always used to play with and tease. He ate a sumptuous breakfast filled with luxurious delicacies and tortured the leader of the rebellion for a few minutes. He was now imprisoned and had been undergoing this daily torture for almost two weeks...
After returning from Zanka’s torture, Charles thought of many ways to collect more energy from the bunker’s treadmills and bicycles to use in a possible expansion plan outside his bunker. But suddenly, he saw a man appear in a flash of light in the sa room he was in.
The man had golden skin, eyes, and hair... He wore an outfit reminiscent of Jyera’s ancient military, covered in dals and strange symbols. But the most frightening thing of all was the aura the man exuded. Charles wanted to scream and ask who he was, but at that mont, he couldn’t move, much less speak...
"Charles Harris, Deputy Mayor of Kaelor..."
The man was several steps away, but when he said Charles’s na and title, he took a single step and crossed the entire room, appearing in front of him.
Before Charles could do anything, the golden man’s arm had pierced his chest and exited his back, destroying his heart in the process.
As Charles began to fall backward after the lethal blow, he felt sothing even more vital leave his body. In the golden man’s hand, after a faint flash of silver light, a dark red crystal appeared. And only then did the man disappear from the room again as if he had never been there...
But Charles knew that with his chest pierced and his crystal extracted, no miracle could save him from death...
Later that day, Zanka was released from his prison and made the new leader of this bunker... Without ever discovering who had killed Charles, everyone there ca to believe in the existence of a God who heard and answered the prayers of their new leader...
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