Sakaro, the wandering preist, had vollenteered to preach at a church in this peacful town...
"And on the third day, God-"
Suddenly, all of the people in the Church dropped to the ground, dead.
"What!? What is all this!?"
Then, the dead suddenly rised, as they screech and moaned, running towards Sakaro.
Sakaro quickly drew out his scyth by instinct, slicing all of the undead into peices.
"This town has become corrupt..."
Sakaro ran out of the Church, where more of the undead waited for him...
Sakaro leaped onto the roof of the Church, killing any undead creature in his way.
"IS ANYONE ALIVE!?"
His voice echoed through the city.
"This outbreak didn't affect me because I'm death... Is there anyone else alive!?" |