Preface

In a world where the dead rises to life once again the last living people are spread out over the land and there is long between them. In which almost all fateful meetings start with a knife to the throat.

"Not this shit again."
"Who are you?"
"Obviously alive, isn't that what matters at these times? Now I'd appreciate if you'd leave me alone and let me get my pineapples."

*Warnings: Blood, cursing, death, murder

Started: Jul 10, 2021
Ended: Aug 28, 2022

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