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Post Apocalypse: Reborn As The Zombie Warlord

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> [SYSTEM INITIALIZING…] [Soul Binding: 87%] [Detecting Host Soul: Confirmed.] [Mortality: Confirmed.] [Critical Damage Detected. Searching for Compatible Vessel...] [Vessel Found: Vark Draven — Sovereign-Class Zombie.] [Injecting Core Protocols...] [Warning: Morality Sync Detected.] [Forcibly Uploading Consciousness... 5%... 23%... 47%...] Welcome back, Elias Kael. You are now the monster the world fears. . . Elias died a hero... or at least, he tried. During a mission to escort survivors across the wastelands, his team was torn apart by an endless tide of zombies. He managed to save the woman he secretly loved, a stubborn, reckless soldier named Lira Vex... but it cost him his life. The last thing he remembered was the sharp teeth sinking into his throat, and the darkness swallowing him whole. When Elias opened his eyes again, the world had changed. So had he. Reborn inside the powerful body of a legendary zombie warlord — Vark Draven — Elias woke up far away from everything he once knew. His body has become monstrous. His blood burned with hunger. And in the back of his mind, a machine voice prompted: > [Welcome back, Elias Kael] [Let's tear this fucking world apart.] Armed with a system that promised power beyond anything a normal human could reach, Elias swore he wouldn't lose himself to mindless instincts. He would protect humanity. Save the weak. Finish the fight he died for. But the deeper he sank into this new world, the harder it became to hold onto who he was. Temptations clawed at him from all sides... blood, violence, lust, and the powerful body he now wore carried dark urges he could barely control. Surrounded by enemies, hunted by evolving zombie gangs, and torn between the monster he became and the man he used to be, Elias will have to make a choice: Become the monster they fear... or the last hope humanity have.
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Forged in Chaos: A Transmigrator’s Tale in the DC Universe

Waking up in an alleyway in Gotham City was not how Ethan Reyes expected his day to start. The last thing he remembered was crashing on his couch after a long gaming session, only to find himself in a world he recognized all too well—one filled with gods, monsters, and vigilantes dressed as bats. It took him a moment to realize the city wasn’t just a detailed dream. The distant sirens, the oppressive skyline, and the neon flicker of a nearby ACE Chemicals sign confirmed it. This was Gotham. And that was bad. Then came the pain. It burned through his veins like molten fire before settling into his fingertips. A strange, instinctual urge filled his mind. His gaze landed on the dumpster beside him. Scattered around were a broken switchblade and a rusty pipe. Before he could think, his hands moved on their own, touching both objects. A pulse of energy surged through him, and suddenly, the two items fused—the broken switchblade now embedded itself within the pipe like a makeshift spear. "Holy—What the hell was that?" Experimenting further, he picked up a discarded smartphone and a pair of cheap sunglasses. Another pulse of power, and—bam—a pair of futuristic-looking AR glasses now rested in his hands, displaying HUD information in his vision. That was when it clicked. He had a power—an ability that allowed him to fuse objects together. The results? Unpredictable. Some combinations worked beautifully, while others... not so much. And in a world where Batman, Superman, and the Joker roamed, a power like this was both a blessing and a curse. Survival in Gotham Ethan quickly learned that Gotham was not kind to the weak. Without money or connections, he had to rely on his ability to survive. His first breakthrough came when he fused a lockpick set with a stolen smartwatch—creating a device that could crack digital locks. He used it to raid an abandoned weapons stash, arming himself with gear of his own making. He also experimented with weapons. A standard pistol fused with a flashlight? Now it fired tracer rounds that illuminated targets. A crowbar fused with an electric baton? A shock club capable of stunning enemies. But Gotham was filled with predators. And soon, they noticed him. The Underworld Calls Word spread fast about a "mystic craftsman" who could create bizarre but powerful items. The underworld took interest. First came the low-level thugs, hoping to use him for their own gain. Then came the bigger players. The Penguin wanted to recruit him. Black Mask wanted to own him. And the Joker? He just wanted to see what happened if Ethan fused a grenade with a rubber chicken. It was Batman who intervened first. The Dark Knight, ever the strategist, saw the potential of Ethan’s abilities. But he also saw the danger. In the right hands, Ethan could change the landscape of warfare. In the wrong hands? He could unleash nightmares. The question was—whose hands would he end up in? Survive or Be Consumed As the months passed, Ethan found himself walking a razor’s edge. If he wanted to thrive, he had to be smart. He had to stay ahead of both heroes and villains, mastering his power before someone forced him into a corner. Because in Gotham, there were only two kinds of people: Those who adapted. And those who became stories whispered in the dark.
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