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S.A.V: TWD

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a man dies but then discovers he is being forced to save a world or be sent to hell. 'goddamn it, i just wanted to rest, now i need to be careful not to be eaten alive.' 'Victor? hes fine i guess, a bit too narcissistic i guess, always going on about how he has to save the world.' follow victor on his journry across the walking dead, trying not to die and maybe saving some people along the way.
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Chapter 1 - Well damn

Waking up felt strange, especially considering the last time I closed my eyes, I definitely didn't think I would ever open them again.

It seems, I still retain a general human shape, and after checking, fully intact hardware too.

Before I could get my bearings straight, a tall stone door materialized in front of me and opened. A small woman, barely taller then my hips walked in carrying a clipboard, wearing a simple golden dress and red heals.

"Considering your past, im not surprised you aren't panicking about the situation you are currently in." The woman said before looking up, her red eyes staring right into my own.

"I've long grown out of hoping to be transported into a fictional world," I said before continuing." I dont think I have earned the right to be transported into another world though, and you dont look like a ROB."

The woman stopped a few meters in front of me, a slight grimace appeared on her face before it went back to neutral.

"I am not a ROB, and you should be thankful for that, he's too busy messing up other transmigrators, seriously 4 times in a row now, he should just retire like we all keep telling him, but he is too stubborn for that."

She says in a huff before continuing.

"I am SAV, a subdivision of the ROB committee, short for 'Save A 'Vers'.

You have been chosen based on your past wishes, but since your karma isn't high enough, you will not get to choose where you go or what you get.

You are going to a universe and you will have to save its population that has been ravaged by the undead. How you do it is up to you, but if you die before you do it, damnation is what you get, and not that pansy hell you Christian are so fearful of, this hell will make that look like a babies playground.

Any questions?" She asks with a smile on her face.

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Can I refuse? This seems like hard work." I replied.

Her smile widens slightly, and then replies sweetly.

"Of course you can refuse, but that will mean you have failed the objective before it has even begun. Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Well shit. Fine I'll do it, but i wont be happy about it." I replied, anger clearly in my voice.

"Perfect, now close your eyes, the flash will make you blind otherwise, and we will not be helping you out." She said before raising her hand.

I was just barely able to close my eyes in time before her fingers snapped and a blazing light appeared.

Even through closed eyes, the light was almost blinding.

Upon opening my eyes, I looked around the room i was in.

The room is small, but average, there's a couch and a small TV on a table, and a nasty odour, like rotten flesh permeates the room and house.

"Shit, did that woman really send me this close to a zombie?!" I asked out loud, not caring if anyone could hear me.

I look around for a weapon or something to protect myself with, and I found it.

Beside the couch there is a small red bag, a machete, and a rifle as well as a small sticky note.

I picked up the note and read it quickly.

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My gift to you, dont say I never gave you anything (:

P.S think S.A.V for a fun suprise (:*

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Well that's helpful at least.

'S.A.V'

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S.A.V System online.

Greetings Transmigrator, and welcome to the Save A Verse System.

Stats: [Shop]

Name: Victor (change?)

Level: 1

Hp: 10

Str: 1/100 +

End: 1/100 +

Int: 5/100 +

Dex: 1/100 +

Points: 30

AP: 0

Average Stat range for a human in this universe is 30, 100 is peak human.

One time Stat description:

Strength allows for more damage to melee weapons, and allows you to carry more weight

Endurance allows you to operate longer without sleep, and makes your sleep time shorten based on your stat, allows you to take more damage without dying, and helps your regeneration.

Intelligence allows you to remember more and learn faster.

Dexterity allows you to use your body more effectively, increases your hand eye coordination, and handle delicate objects and guns carefully.

Points: the points you get per level up is always 10, you can put these into your base stats to increase them. Of course you can level up your stats without points but that requires a lot of work, and is capped at 25 for physical stats and 30 for Intelligence.

Apocalypse Points (AP) are Points you get from completing missions and challenges, which can be used to buy System skills and abilites.

Of course you dont have to do the missions or challenges, but then you wont be able to earn the points.

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'So I get a heavily weakened system, and some starter gear for a full blown apocalypse? Fucking fantastic.'

'Now what to spend the Points on. The pro gamer move would be to save them and work them all out manually until I reach the cap, but that seems like genuine torture, and just not worth it short term since all my stats are worthless, a baby could mess me up right now.'

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Name: Victor (change?)

Level: 1

Hp: 100

Str: 10/100

End: 10/100

Int: 8/100

Dex: 10/100

Points: 0

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'Still below average apparently, but at least I wont be teabagged by the first zombie I see.

Now to find the one thats causing this awful smell before I throw up.'

I picked up the bag and put it on my back, then after a few moments slung the rifle over my shoulder and picked up the machete.

'Don't want to lure more over, and I've got to conserve the ammo.' I thought, tightening my grip on the machete handle.

I slowly started walking, making sure not to make too much noise.

The room was small, so I quickly cleared it before moving to other rooms.

The kitchen was clear, so was the cupboards and upon opening the fridge immediately regretted it, the smell of rotting meat hit me in the face so hard I almost puked.

I slammed the door closed quickly before continuing on.

The bathroom was quickly cleared as well, but there was some Tylenol in the medicine cupboard which I quickly took and put in my pocket.

There was a staircase leading up, but I ignored it for now, and started walking towards the last unopened door.

I gripped the machete tightly and slowly pushed open the door, the rotting smell has to be coming from here.

The door opened smoothly, but there was no moans or anything, I soon found the source of the smell though.

On the bed, an elderly couple lay, well what was left of them anyways, their heads have been blown off, and by the look of the old man, it was self inflicted.

'A way out on their own terms. Old folk like them wouldnt have survived in this world anyways.' I thought before I took the shotgun from his hands.

Just above them, was a message, written in blood.

"God save us"

'To each their own I guess.'

Before I left the room, I quickly searched it and quickly found a box of shotgun shells, with only 2 rounds gone, which quickly went in my bag.

There isnt much in there now that I actually looked, a small first aid kit, a pack of AA batteries, a small box of .270 Winchester shells, holding 30 bullets, for the rifle, and enough food and water for perhaps 3 days if I rationed well.

I quickly zipped up the bag before searching the rest of the house, it didn't take too long because the house wasnt big, i wasnt able to find anything of value here, seems like the couple ate everything before offing themselves.

'This fucking sucks. I need to get out of this place, im not staying in a house with rotten corpses in it.'

With that thought i left the house and looked around, it was a small house, with a few bushes in the front, a picnic table under a tree, and not much else.

As I started walking down the steps, a man began walkingup the drive way, i quickly placed the shotgun I was carrying on the ground and took the rifle off my back before aiming it at him.

Im not taking any chances with strangers in this world.

With a deep breath i shouted;

"YO PUTTEM UP BEFORE I PUMP YA FULL OF LEAD"

The man immediately stopped and dropped the bags and a red gas can, before putting his hands up.

"Im a police officer! I just came by looking for some fuel for my car." He replied back.

Upon closer look, he was wearing a police uniform and hat. I kept my gun raised and then spoke again.

"Anyone can put a suit on and call themselves police, who are you?"

"My name is Rick, Rick grimes."

'Rick grimes. Where did i hear that name before.

No fucking way. Im in the mother fucking walking dead universe. Well at least its not the last of us, or 7 days to die.'

'From the looks of it, it seems like i spawned in inside the farm house from the first episode. That means there must be a horse behind it.'

I put down my rifle and slung it back over my shoulder and picked my shotgun back up.

"Well Rick of the police, we can never be too sure about other peoples intentions these days.

Humans are just as likely to kill as the undead.

Where you headed?"

Rick slowly lowered his hands and picked up the duffel bags then started walking closer.

"Im headed to the safe zone in atlanta, looking for my family."

"What a coincidence, i am also going to the safe zone there. Mind if i join you?"

'There is no more safe zone, but id rather tag along with him then just wander around the place with nothing to do. Besides if the zone fell like i think it did, then there would be more weapons lying around free for the taking.'

"Well i would definitely enjoy the company, but i need fuel for my car."

"Follow me Rick, im Victor by the way."

I started walking to the backyard, and he followed close behind.

"I notice you have a lot of guns there, planning on using them?" I asked while walking.

"Better to have and not need them, then need them and not have any." He replied.

"Wise words to live by." I answered back.

The horse came into view quickly.

"Are we going to be riding the horse?" Rick asked incredulously.

"Yep, better then any car, and it requires no gas, just some grass and water." I say back before hopping onto the horse, i rode a bit in college, and worked as a rancher for a few months during the breaks, so I know how to ride it at least well enough to get to where im going.

I lowered my arm to help him up, and after a second of hesitation, he grabbed it and tossed his body onto the horse.

After that i gently coaxed the horse into a soft trot, down the drive way and onto the highway.

"I heard some people on the radio, it was scratchy and they cut out before they could say anything meaningful, do you know who that was?" Rick asked after a few minutes of quiet.

"It was probably people in the safe zone, or maybe some wandering survivors. I only really got there 15 to 20 minutes before you did, so I wouldnt know." I replied.

"Hm" was all he said before there was silence once again.

A few hours later, we finally reached the outskirts of atlanta, a big ol sign saying Welcome to Atlanta stood in front of us, but what realy took our breath away was the city.

Massive buildings, some destroyed at the top, others blackened by fire filled the city. Abandoned cars and corpses, some burned into the ground, littered the highway leading into the city.

"A fine welcome indeed." I said before making the horse carry us in.

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AN:

Welcome everyone to my new book. A few things we should go over because i can already hear the comments a flowing.

First off, the 'Multi' categorization.

I personally suck at writing love scenes or romance in general, i just put it there in case it ever does come to it and i decide what I want the pairing (s) to be if there will be any.

Secondly: yes this is a gamer fic, it wont be a main focus, coming up only once or twice per chapter max depending on how i want this to play out. I dont want the MC to be a system slave, but i do also want to have the fic carry on and not stall out.

Third: the average human in this universe has 30 physical stats, and 20 intelligence, not exactly that amount for everyone, some have less, others have more. Just remember, this story is taking place in a post apocalyptic zombie world, so all the weak cowardly idiots are mostly dead, but there may be outliers.

I write this on my phone in the dead of night to help me sleep, so if there are any spelling or grammatical errors, please point them out and ill try to get to them asap (:

The updates will be sporadic, but im hoping for 2-3 chapters a week, again, this is just to help me sleep, and i always loved the walking dead so i wanted to make this and explore the universe.

Thanks for reading, catch you guys later (: