Luv~dead

Chapter 1

  It was a bright sunny day, the blood on the streets almost glew in the harsh sunlight. The smell tingled Kichimi’s nose, but he paid it no mind, he had smelled it a million times before. He was too busy to notice it anyway, he was too hungry and too desperate to get the muzzle off his face to care. Kichimi woke up about 2 days ago in the dark basement of a house, chained to the wall and muzzled. And worst of all, with no memory what so ever of where he was, or who he was. All he knew was that he was dead, or undead to say that. And tied to the basement. Whoever chained him didnt do a very good job because it only took him about 20-30 minutes to rip the chains out of the wall and stand up, happy he could finally leave the dark place, even though wasnt able to get the cuffs of the chains off. He searched around the house. He found a hammer and attempted to break the muzzle off his face with it, only to bonk his nose and be left with whining and whimpering about how it hurt for awhile. There were pictures of him and a few other people, he some assumed were his family, others he assumed were his friends. The house was devoid of any life and the house was destroyed and messy. Whoever was here likely died or escaped. Whichever reason, he was alone, and that didnt help a lot with his situation. He eventually found what he figured was a I.D, it was torn and stained with blood, but there was a picture of him on it, and a name. He couldnt read it very well, seeing he barely remebered how too. But he could make out one word.
Kichi.
That must be his name, right? Thats what he assumed. Kichi…he liked that name. The thing he hated most about being a zombie was his inability to communicate properly, he didnt like being alone very much and he craved some kind of human (Or zombie) interaction. Unfortunetly for him, most zombies couldnt talk, and those who could talk wouldnt speak to him because he couldnt talk. Fortunetly for him, there was a electronic store right next to his house, so, he proceeded to watch and listen to any DVD or CD he could find, slowly re-learning his ability to speak. Everything was going quite good until his stomach rumbled. He was hungry, and with this muzzle, he couldnt eat, and that was a BIG problem. So, here he was, banging a rock against the metal muzzle that kept him from eating. “T-This…stupid!!” He whined loudly in dismay as he realized he was getting no where, and he was only growing hungrier..


Notes:
So I decided to make like this big story thing because 2 of my other friends were (Including @TinyGoat). So this story os based off of an RP as well as stuff from my discord server (The shuichi cult). This character, Kichimi, is directly based off of Zombie kokichi, aka Zomkichi, who is a character I both made and love. He’s cute and innocent and basically the opposite of actual kokichi lol. His future love interest is also based off of a danganronpa character and a discord RP. I decided that i’d make the love interest in this story based off of Zomkichi’s boyfriend so, Schan, if your reading this, you’ll get what I mean <3

Also sorry if this was confusing-