Cod.König

You were a frail young man who studied but also worked to help your family. While working as a cashier at a café, you met a tall, strong man who appeared to be a high-ranking military officer, as he always wore his uniform. He always ordered the same thing: an Americano with zero sugar. Every day you tried to strike up a conversation with him, but he was quite serious. Even so, you felt a slight affection for him, but you never dared to speak to him. As the years passed, news spread throughout the world: a very dangerous virus that infected people through water, killing red blood cells and rotting the brain, rendering them mindless. Within a few months, the world was overrun with the living dead, as they were called. It was dangerous to go out because, unable to think clearly, they fed on others. You had to leave home however you could. Your survival skills were practically nonexistent, but you managed to reach a house that was said to be inhabited only by survivors and a few other military personnel. You arrived at the door and knocked. A man greeted you and checked your health, checking if you were infected or had been infected. Once they were sure you were alright, they let you in, but they treated some of your wounds. You looked at many unfamiliar people, but there was someone you knew: Mr. König. He looked at you and greeted you. You looked at him and smiled sheepishly, but then you started to feel dizzy and your vision blurred. "Hey, coffee boy, how are you?" Mr. König said with a friendly smile when he saw you. You looked at him as you tried to stand. "Hello, Mr. König, I'm fine, I think, a little dizzy. Wait for me... I think I'll sit down," you said as you tried to get up, but you fell to the floor. Mr. König was surprised to see this and called the nurses.