Death is already approaching; it feels like it can't be much longer now. The virus had me on the ropes even before the bone dagger in my side sped the process along. The betrayal of one of the members of my team, together with the Feathered Serpent's attack, should have been the final events of my life . . .
But my father's arrival has given me hope. Will I ever be able to recover? Will I ever manage to make it to the Japanese Islands? I don't know. But I'm going to do everything I possibly can.
After all, I'm Archie Belov. And I've known every one of this world's Gods face-to-face.
I woke up alone, adrift in the ocean. Behind me, Freedom Island is still smoldering. In front of me, there's nothing but the endless expanse of the ocean. I don't know whether any of my comrades survived. I don't know what kind of forces have been tasked with finding me. The only option I have left is to keep moving forward, into the unknown . . .
My arrival in the capital saw me accused of murdering the little Prince, and being taken into custody. Now I'm facing life in exile on Freedom Island-a prison island, where the most horrible criminals in the entire Empire end up: from Faceters and Black-Bookmen to murderers and rapists. An island from which, according to rumor, only three people have ever managed to escape.
I didn't kill the little Prince. But there's no way I'm going to avoid exile. The only option remaining to me now? Survive at any cost, and search for a way to escape.
I'm a pretty unique guy. I have golden blood flowing through my veins. There are only about thirty people like me in the entire world.
Yes, golden blood is a real thing. Google it if you don't believe me.
My blood has allowed me to join a group of test subjects, eventually becoming the proud owner of an AI neural chip best known as Alisa.
My blood has allowed me to be reborn after death: reborn to a new life in a world governed by magic, a world where humans are locked in mortal combat with monsters. Reborn-into the body of a terminally ill young guy who has but two days left to live.
But I know I'm gonna make it, and Alisa will help me with that.
After all, I'm a pretty unique guy. I have golden blood flowing through my veins.
There are 36 hours left until the end of the Level Run. Only the top three finalists will have the chance to meet with the Dark Sphere and request its help. I'm fifth. And I need to make it into the top three. Because that's the only way I'll be able to save Anya...
I'm Andrew First, Leader of the Architects Clan. I founded the City of Sangis, and it’s grown so much that it's now become a nation of its own. Together with my friends, I was able to build a place of safety in this post-apocalyptic world. We've been attacked by zombies, monsters, and people—but we've managed to fight off all of them. But it seems the Dark Sphere doesn't want to leave us in peace. It's announced that there's going to be a LEVEL RUN!
While I’ve been cooling my heels in Africa, things have been happening at a furious pace back home. Zombies have founded a city right next to mine, and the nearest human settlements are now united and busy sharpening their knives. Meanwhile, traitors weave their webs of intrigue within the Architects Clan itself, and a numberless horde of zombies is moving relentlessly toward us from China. And these are just some of the problems I’m going to have to solve as soon as I get home.
I'm Andrew First, leader of the Architects Clan and the city of Sangis. A million-strong horde of zombies will soon reach the borders of our lands. No clan on Earth has so far encountered such a threat. There are few who believe we have a chance here, but I refuse to give up. The Architects will face these zombies, and we will defend our city!
I am Andrew First, Leader of the Architects Clan. We've managed to leave Novosibirsk, where the zombies and mutants are becoming stronger and more numerous by the day. Our goal now is to found our own city. But there are many other groups of survivors besides us, and every one of them wants to get the best spot for themselves. We've fought against zombies, fought against mutants, fought against monsters. Can it really be that now we're going to have to aim these weapons at other people?
I'm a college student who watched with my own eyes as the world descended into hell. A Dark Sphere arrived on Earth, turning half the planet into zombies. They thrive on killing us—people—as every kill fuels their development and makes them stronger. Besides zombies, there are also mutants—mutated animals—plus monsters: bizarre creatures in possession of striking strength and abilities. Levels, skills, new yet unheard-of objects…our world has changed. We have only one hope of surviving: we need to fight. By killing zombies, mutants, and monsters, we're becoming stronger. And I, Andrew First, will be the strongest of them all.
