The world underwent a global mutation, and all things evolved. Some awakened elemental abilities, controlling wind, fire, thunder, and lightning. Some awakened enhancement abilities, gaining bodies comparable to demonic beasts. Others awakened psychic abilities, able to turn the world upside down with a single thought.
Only Chen Mo, after that white light descended, had his heartbeat stop and his body temperature fall to zero. His skin turned ashen gray. He awakened no abilities at all. He became a zombie.
A zombie who retained human consciousness.
At first, he was just an ordinary walking corpse: slightly stronger than a normal person, unable to feel pain, and with no need to breathe or sleep. But after his first infection, he discovered his true ability. Every time he infected a certain number of living beings, his body underwent a permanent evolution.
From an ordinary zombie to an apocalyptic Corpse King, his ability to infect kept evolving.
At first, he could only infect dying demonic beasts, and the number was limited to single digits. As his rank rose, he no longer needed to make contact. Wherever his aura spread, all beasts bowed their heads. Later, with a mere thought, all zombies submitted. The infected demonic beasts, humans, and mutated creatures all became extensions of his consciousness: his eyes, his claws and fangs, his army.
He was not an ability user. He was not a demonic beast. He walked the boundary between humans and monsters, following the path of a king in a zombie's body.
When the zombie horde swallowed the horizon, the whole world would remember the name of the Corpse King.
