Finally!

After a month of further searching, I found faint trails of zombies. I was already 15, and the zombie rumors started when I was about 13. It had been such a long time and finally, I had gotten ahold of something.

But nevertheless, I've finally found trails of zombies, so I immediately chased after it.

Level one zombies are stronger than humans and more like Olympic athletes and are very fast, unlike the slow zombies in old movies. But they are also very stupid and corroded. A scratch or bite will turn you into one of them in half an hour so I took precaution and wrapped my clothes in the duct tape. I didn't bring any specialized clothing, so this would have to do for now.

Putting on a motorcycle helmet and being completely wrapped in duct tape... I must look very ridiculous. Wrapping my clothes with duct tape took me nearly half an hour and I had to stay vigilant so that I wouldn't lose track of the zombies.

I quickly crept to the small crowd of zombies feasting on a corpse. There were 4 of them and the 5th would probably appear with the corpse becoming an undead.

I had prepared this for my whole second life so far, I wasn't letting even a small chance go.

Zombies were sensitive to smell and sound. They stayed in the dark and didn't dare come out into the light for too long until they were level 3 or mutants.

They heard me walk toward them and immediately turned their heads around in 180 degrees. They looked as gross as ever. Three were men and the other, a woman. I quickly snapped off the neck of the closest male zombie and kicked towards the head of the female zombie.

They growled and drooled as they rushed to me. The corpse behind them came "alive" and joined in on chasing me.

A zombie wouldn't fully die unless their heads were crushed. The zombie who I snapped the neck of was still alive but writhing on the ground. I stomped on his head and it burst. My shoes were dirtied and I was regretting the fact that I wore white sneakers today.

The female zombie was the fastest out of the 4 left and clawed in my direction with her strong black nails. Her drool and groans disgusted me and I kicked at her once again to push her away.

The other zombies tried to grab ahold of me and I evaded by using simple twists and turns. The duct tape covered clothes restricted my movements, but dodging was still doable. I landed on a nearby tree and jumped down to crush another zombie's head.

3 left. I had trained for this, it shouldn't be this hard. I got angry at myself for having some fear at zombies still and mentally scolded myself. I could do this, I wasn't afraid, why should I be? I would be the most powerful ability user and protect my family and friends.

I quickly got rid of the female zombie first, she was getting annoying, rushing up immediately after I kicked her down. Only 2 left. I decided to get rid of the one who was dragging his intestines. He swung and it just was plain gross.

The last zombie was cleanly taken care of and the whole fight took less than 20 minutes. Ah, I should train more, I've been leaving it off and this was the result. Next time, I wouldn't be so fearful of zombies. Should I watch some more horror movies to get used to them and break my psychological fear?

I dragged the zombie corpses into the car's trunk that was already holding bags prepared for the corpses. After putting the bodies away, I cleaned up the scene of the fight and went home.

There would be a feast tonight to celebrate!