I Stop Acting Human at the End of the World

What?

The apocalypse is here, and we all have to stand together, unite as one, and fight the zombies?

Go to hell with that bullshit.

I'm on my own, with one blade, tearing through the zombies in a blaze of sparks and lightning. I'm not scared of a thing.

Who am I? They call me Uncle Thirteen, or B for short. A little white dragon of the waves, who's passed through a thousand flowers without a single petal clinging to him: Liu Mang!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.