The sky over the city was a blanket of black smoke, thick and suffocating. Flames licked the sides of buildings, and distant screams echoed through the streets like a chorus of despair. Nobita stood at the edge of the balcony, dagger in hand, eyes glowing faintly blue. His heart beat calmly, but beneath that stillness, his bloodlust simmered like molten steel.
The first wave of zombies shuffled closer, grotesque shadows against the fiery city. Their limbs twisted unnaturally, their movements uneven, yet precise in their mindless hunger. Nobita didn't flinch.
"Stay back!" he warned, his voice low but unwavering. Doraemon stood beside him, airgun raised, tension written in every movement. Behind them, Shizuka, Gian, and Suneo clung to the railing, frozen in fear. Dekisuki's analytical eyes darted between the zombies and Nobita, calculating, assessing, yet utterly terrified.
1 — Nobita's First Kill
Nobita's dagger glinted in the dying light. The edge felt alive, sharpening as if aware of his intent. He could feel the surge — the Survival System's subtle hum in his mind.
[Bloodlust Activated — Combat Instincts Heightened][Physical Output: +35% Temporarily][Shockwave Eye: UNLOCKED]
A zombie lunged toward the balcony. Nobita's eyes glowed, releasing a shockwave from his gaze. The creature froze mid-step, suspended in time for a single second. That was all Nobita needed. He slashed downward, dagger piercing the decaying chest. A wet, sickening sound, and the zombie fell limp.
Doraemon fired his airgun, pellets smashing into another approaching figure. "Keep going, Nobita! You've got this!"
Shizuka clutched his arm, trembling. "Nobita-kun… it's… it's incredible… how calm you are…"
"I've done this before," Nobita whispered, eyes never leaving the horde. "I won't fail again."
Gian shivered behind the railing. "I… I can't believe it… that's Nobita? That's impossible…"
Suneo nodded violently, pale as a ghost. "He's… he's not the same Nobita… he's… something else…"
Dekisuki adjusted his glasses, trying to remain composed. "These movements… precision… his perception… this isn't human."
"Nobita! Hurry! Get your mother in the car!" his father shouted.
His mother's voice quivered. "We need to leave now!"
Nobita slashed another zombie blocking their path. His dagger glimmered as he moved with lethal precision. Blood dripped from his hand, but he ignored the pain. "Go! Now!"
Doraemon fired the airgun repeatedly, each shot staggering a few zombies, giving Nobita's parents a clear path. "Hurry! Into the car!"
Shizuka grabbed Nobita's arm. "Be careful… don't let them touch you!"
Nobita gave her a faint smile. "I won't."
Gian and Suneo scrambled in panic, helping to push Nobita's parents inside the car. Dekisuki followed calmly, scanning the street for threats. Nobita stayed at the entrance, his dagger raised, eyes glowing.
3 — Disaster Strikes: The 4D Pocket
As Doraemon attempted to climb into the car, a zombie lunged from the shadows with terrifying speed. Its decayed hands clamped onto Doraemon's chest, ripping open the 4D pocket.
"No! My pocket!" Doraemon yelled, pellets flying wildly from the airgun as the zombie tore through the fabric, scattering gadgets across the street.
"Doraemon!!" Nobita shouted, lunging forward with his dagger. The shockwave from his eyes hit the zombie, freezing it mid-step. In that brief instant, Nobita slashed the creature cleanly in two.
Doraemon fell back into the car, panting, eyes wide. "Th-That… that could have been the end!"
Shizuka's hands covered her mouth. "All your… your gadgets…"
"Some are destroyed, but we survived," Doraemon said, shaking. "Thanks to Nobita."
4 — Boarding Complete
Finally, everyone was inside the car. Nobita's parents buckled up, faces pale with fear. Shizuka sat close to Nobita, still trembling but silent. Gian and Suneo were pressed into the back, silent, too stunned to speak. Dekisuki kept scanning through the windshield, calculating, analyzing every movement.
Nobita finally climbed in beside Doraemon. His dagger still gripped tightly, eyes glowing faintly, blood dripping from his palm.
[Physical Level: 2 — Stabilized][Dagger Mastery: 57%][Bloodlust: Stable][Shockwave Eye: Effective][Host Ready for Combat]
"Everyone ready?" Nobita asked calmly, though the faint tremor in his voice betrayed the tension.
Doraemon nodded, airgun still at the ready. "We're ready. Let's move."
5 — The Escape Begins
The engine roared to life. The tires screeched as the car lurched forward, leaving the house behind. Flames reflected in the windshield, shadows of zombies clawing at the edges of the street.
Nobita leaned forward slightly, dagger in hand, eyes scanning the surrounding chaos. "Stay close. Don't look back. This is only the beginning."
Shizuka's voice trembled. "Nobita-kun… I… I'm scared…"
"Good," Nobita whispered. "Fear keeps you alive… but don't let it control you. Stay sharp."
The first wave of zombies staggered toward them as the car turned the corner. Nobita focused, activating Shockwave Eye again, freezing a small cluster for a fleeting second. Doraemon fired the airgun, hitting a zombie stumbling toward the car. The front tires rolled over another one.
Gian whispered in awe, "I… I think… we can survive this because of him…"
Suneo nodded, eyes wide. "Yeah… Nobita… he's… unbelievable…"
Dekisuki remained stoic, but even he couldn't deny the effectiveness of Nobita's powers.
6 — A Glimpse of Calm Amid Chaos
The car sped down the street, flames licking the sides of buildings. Smoke choked the air, and the moans of the undead echoed in every alley. Nobita kept his dagger ready, eyes glowing, muscles tensed. Doraemon kept firing the airgun, shouting warnings.
For a moment, the chaos seemed suspended — a brief calm, a fleeting victory. Nobita's heart remained steady, the bloodlust under control, every move calculated, every threat neutralized.
"We're alive… for now," Nobita muttered quietly.
Shizuka squeezed his hand. "I believe in you, Nobita-kun."
He glanced at her, a faint smile breaking through the blood and sweat. "Then we move forward… together."
The tires screeched as they turned another corner. Flames, smoke, and the distant sounds of destruction followed them — a reminder that this was only the beginning.
[Host Mental & Physical Level: 3 — Combat Ready][Dagger Mastery: 57%][Shockwave Eye: Effective][Bloodlust: Controlled][Survival System Active]
Nobita's gaze remained forward, unwavering. The apocalypse had begun, but this time, he would not die.
And in doraemon belly, a single torn Doraemon's 4D pocket — a stark reminder of how fragile even their survival was.