Sebastian immediately placed the phone in his pocket, the chat box sliding smoothly back to the left side of his vision, like a transparent HUD in a VR game. The zombie was still recovering from its failed lunge, its ragged breaths rattling through the silence of the cramped apartment.
"Die!"
He shouted, voice sharp and raw, as he swung the wooden bat with brutal precision. The first blow connected solidly with its skull, sending the decaying body flying backward with a sickening thud against the apartment walls, cracking plaster and rattling loose picture frames.
"Why the hell is this happening!?"
His breath came fast, adrenaline making his limbs move almost faster than thought. He raised his arms again and swung hard, the zombie's rotten jaw snapping off and flying through the air like a grotesque trophy.
Then another savage swing, finishing it off. The head crushed under his bat like a ripe watermelon, squelching wetly. The room fell eerily silent but for the faint drip of zombie blood pooling on the floor.
[BloodPartyXx]: He just killed a zombie in under 10 seconds!
[NekoMaster43]: I think that's a new record!
Sebastian panted heavily, chest heaving, sweat mixing with grime on his forehead. His eyes stayed fixed on the fallen monster, but his mind was a chaotic storm. Then, a dark laugh bubbled up, sharp and psychotic, echoing off the cracked walls.
"Hahahaha… HAHAHAHA!"
[Viewer50092]: Is this dude okay…? LMAO.
He ran a shaky hand through his tangled hair, the sting of sweat and blood mingling as he gripped the now-bloody wooden bat tighter. Emotions churned inside him—fear, excitement, the edge of madness.
Then, with a loud, almost theatrical shout, he stretched his arms wide.
"Welcome to the stream my dear viewers! I'm Sebastian Kane and you're in good hands!"
[GodOfDrama]: Holy crap he adapted fast…
[BloodPartyXx]: This dude's a total psycho.
[NekoMaster43]: What the top comment said, I approve!
Sebastian laughed—a dry, dark sound—before turning to his wardrobe. He threw open the door with a dramatic crash, shards of old wood splintering, purely for the fun of the spectacle.
"Pick your poison, my dear viewers! This'll be the first outfit of the day that I'll maintain for my streams from now on!"
[TrainLover43]: I'm new to the stream, why is there a bunny outfit on screen?
[GodOfDrama]: Even I have no idea man…
[VoidDragonGod]: I'll give you a rare weapon if you roleplay as an edgelord for a few hours.
Sebastian's eyes immediately sparkled at the offer, a grin spreading wide across his face.
"I got what you need, dear viewer!"
He snatched up a long, dark trenchcoat, its fabric worn but imposing, and a matching black mask that made his expression unreadable. He slipped into the outfit quickly—white polo under the coat, black pants, and the mask that transformed him into the quintessential power fantasy antihero.
"Is this satisfactory~?"
He winked toward the empty air, addressing his invisible audience with playful bravado.
[VoidDragonGod]: ROFL! Good enough I guess, better get roleplaying.
Sebastian chuckled and rested the baseball bat on his shoulder, feeling the weight of it steady his nerves.
"Of course, VoidDragonGod. Now, let's get this apocalypse action started, shall we?"
Without hesitation, he stepped outside his apartment. From the third floor of the massive, crumbling building, he had a decent vantage point. Outside, survivors scurried like frightened rodents—some brandishing guns, others wielding chainsaws, all clearly outfitted thanks to their own viewers' donations.
"How about for a zombie-slaughtering stream…?"
[TrainLover43]: I think I'm loving this guy already.
[GodOfDrama]: Amen, brother!