Legends of the Great Wilderness: Zombies

Fantasy + zombies + gods and demons + Primordial World

Deep in the forest, a man with blood smeared around his lips stared blankly at his reflection in the river.

“How did I end up like this?”

He gazed at his reflection in disbelief: a pale face, gray-white hair, light blue eyes, and two fangs dripping with blood at the corners of his mouth.

Unable to resist, he touched the fangs, then slapped himself hard across the face. “Smack!” The man cupped his stinging cheek and murmured, “This isn't a dream. I think I've turned into a zombie.”

He turned and looked at the tiger behind him, now reduced to skin and bones. Remembering how he had sucked its blood, he frowned instinctively, then relaxed.

“Holy crap, I really did turn into a zombie. This isn't some damn dream. It's real!” Wahahaha! A zombie: ageless, immortal, indestructible, with the power to destroy heaven and earth. I've struck it rich!”