Cinnamon Bun - Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Eight – Let the Record Show

I became a heroine who dies during the protagonist’s awakening event.

It was supposed to be just another argument with his girlfriend. But Alexander Faust's world was turned upside down when the dead started rising from their graves on February 20th, 2023. Suddenly, the apocalypse wasn't just some abstract concept but his reality.As he fights to survive in a world of death and destruction, Alex must confront his regrets and deepest desires, facing betrayal, despair and the darkness hidden in people's hearts.On the cusp of despair, he suddenly discovers a rare skill that makes him immune to zombie infection but transforms into a fierce and feral Ghoul.Is this skill truly random, or is there some plot in the darkness, always one step behind him?Torn between his former human self and new Ghoul self, Alex develops a new persona to protect his fragile mind.Faust!With newfound power coursing through his veins, Faust sets out to fulfil his wildest dreams. He seeks to reunite with Amy, his girlfriend, and maybe even find love among the survivors drawn to his strength and confidence.But as he journeys through a world overrun by the dead...Faust must also confront his darkest impulses and the consequences of his actions.He is forced to navigate the dangerous territory of being a Ghoul, balancing his newfound desires with the things that truly matter to him.Faust soon discovers that the line between life and death is razor-thin.In this thrilling and dark tale of survival, Faust must find his way in a world that has been forever changed - and hold onto the things that matter most to him before it's too late.

Finally caught up with the trend of crossing. Wait, everyone else has a golden finger when they cross, how can I become a little beggar after crossing!

Fortunately, the memory is still there, watching how I transformed from a little beggar to a top rich man!

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We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]