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Zombies listen to me

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They never saw me. Not when I begged for help. Not when I stayed silent, broken inside. Not when I was dying in plain sight. In a world that worshipped strength and speed, I was invisible — a blemish, a burden. The boy with no mother, no father, clinging to a crumbling existence under an uncle’s drunken roof. The weak one. The dumb one. The worthless one. They laughed while I bled. They turned away while I burned. They survived while I suffered. But the world changed. Now, the streets are graveyards. The sky bleeds ash. And the dead walk among the living. Funny, isn't it? When humanity fell to its knees, when the screams drowned out the prayers, when the mighty begged for mercy... It wasn’t them the dead listened to. It was me. The forgotten boy. The broken one. The one they called useless. Now... they will remember me. Every single one of them. Because I command what they fear the most. I speak... and the dead obey.
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