Every word dripped with fatigue, but also determination. He wasn’t going to let a chanical warning stop him from finishing what had to be done.
As he spoke, movent at the altar drew his gaze. The zombie bride slowly lifted herself from the marble floor. Sid’s gaze flicked behind him for the briefest mont, catching her pale figure in the dusted light, and then he snapped his eyes downward, forcing himself not to stare directly.
"Listen..."
He said, voice quieter now, carrying a hint of guilt,
"I’m sorry about your husband... for blasting his head off. Look! I didn’t want this, okay? It was the system, forcing . I had no choice. I had to follow the rules, or they will penalized ."
The bride lunged suddenly, teeth snapping inches from his face. Sid instinctively rolled to the side, avoiding the bite with a sharp grunt.
"Hey! Stop trying to eat ! I know you’re angry for what happened. He was protecting you... I get it. But I was saving you from I do not what."
Sid tried to steady himself, letting out a long breath.
"Alright... I’m never good at talking to girls, you know. So.., just stay still. Please, just... let do this and I’m about to touch your chest—wait, that sounded weird. I an, I have to. Ugh, f*ck it! Just do it, Sid!"
Closing his eyes, Sid forced himself to focus, ignoring the adrenaline still screaming in his limbs. He lifted his hands carefully, forward, steady, and pressed them against her chest, directly over her heart. His breathing slowed, body tense at first, then gradually softening as he waited for the system to react. Seconds passed in agonizing silence.
"What... is this it? No dramatic sound effect like Ching!? You’ve revived the bride you stole from her groom, right here in front of the altar. Nothing? Really? Fine, I’ll open my eyes now... This is making anxious. What could her human form look like? Is she like a famous actress or sothing? I an... even dead, she’s ridiculously beautiful. Haha."
He muttered under his breath, lifting his head slowly. When his eyes t hers, for the first ti, he could look at the zombie bunny bride without his body freezing, without that paralyzing tightness in his chest or throat.
"Wait... what? She’s still a zombie? Hey, system, are you bugging out? Do I need to submit a ticket or sothing? Look at her—she’s still a stinking corpse!"
She remained undead, white-eyed and motionless, yet there was a subtle shift, a softening in her posture. Sid froze, waiting for the system’s response, eyes darting between her pale, rigid form and the empty silence of the cathedral. The zombie bunny bride leaned forward slightly, teeth glinting as she lunged toward him again. Sid yanked his hands back sharply from her chest, annoyance flashing across his face.
"Seriously? Could you not stay still for two seconds? I’m trying to fix you here!"
He slamd both hands onto her shoulders, gripping firmly, forcing her to et his gaze.
"Look at ! Behave! I’m saving you, not... whatever this is supposed to be!"
As his words cut through the tension, a strange, blinding light traced over her body, outlining every curve and feature in shimring lines. Sid’s eyes widened as his vision flickering and pulsing. It was as if his own eyes had beco a scanner, moving independently, analyzing the contours of her face, her delicate jawline, the slope of her cheeks, even the precise curve of her lips.
"What the—what is happening to my vision?"
Confusion and a slight panic crept into him as he stumbled back a step, letting go of her shoulders, feeling like his vision had been hacked by so external force he couldn’t control.
Then the HUD buzzed with an authoritative tone:
[SYSTEM SSAGE]
[Beauty requirent initializing, checking the zombie girl... in 3... 2... 1...]
"Beauty requirent initializing? So this is what the Zombie Girls Revival System ant... I can restore zombie girls to life if they et the beauty requirent. And the higher the beauty, the slower the decay. So you’re checking if this zombie bunny bride qualifies to be revived? Damn, you’re a picky one... well, at least you’ve got taste."
Sid’s pulse raced as the scanning effect intensified, light tracing every angle of her face with an almost chanical precision. The scanner lingered on her eyes, noting the eerie, yet strangely delicate curve of her irises; the subtle perfection of her nose; the faint blush of preserved skin around her lips.
Tiny symbols flickered over the bridge of her nose and the slope of her cheeks, translating into nurical and categorical readings. Finally, a bold title flashed across his HUD:
[Allure]
checking...
"Allure?"
The system’s process was clinical yet dramatic, examining symtry, proportion, and ethereal elegance in real ti. Sid’s jaw tightened as he watched, caught between awe and disbelief. Tiny lines of data scrolled along the edges of his view, numbers flickering in and out like an RPG stat sheet. The results blinked into place, brilliant and undeniable:
[10/10]
Perfect score!
Sid exhaled, a slow, incredulous laugh escaping him.
"No way... damn it... she’s perfect? The system actually rated her perfect? Unbelievable. Well... she really does have a face that’s a ten."
[The beauty requirent numbers are based on your preferences... Sid.]
"Oh! Really? So that’s why it matches my type—what I’m looking at..."
The scanner swept downward, shifting into a faint X-ray glow that seed to peel back the surface of what she wore. Tracing her bouncing breasts, slender waist, and thick thighs. Even her bunny ears and the cotton tail on her butt seed to be included in the scan. It paused on the prominent bulge of her vagina straining against the tight wedding dress.
"HEY! Why are you stopping in that area?! You pervert system!"
Sid covered his eyes with his hands, but left a small gap between his fingers to sneak a peek—until another chi sounded.
[Sex Appeal]
Calculating...
"What... what the hell? Sex appeal? Why is that even a thing here? Oh, co on! Not to be picky, but I’d just give it a solid three. I an seriously—who in their right mind would want to FU** a zombie?"
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