Zombie

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Human, Reduced by Decomposition Decomposing flesh clings to his bones as he lumbers forward, a creature driven solely by instinct and an insatiable hunger for human flesh. His once vibrant eyes now dimly glow with a malevolent intensity, a constant reminder of the darkness that has consumed him. His skin, a ghastly gray, hangs in tattered strips from his frame, revealing jagged bones and sinewy tendons beneath. A faint stench clings to him, a noxious miasma of death and decay that repels even the most hardened survivors. As he moves, his arms flail wildly, striking out at anything within reach with reckless abandon. His mouth, a twisted mass of decaying flesh, is perpetually agape, revealing jagged teeth stained yellow with age and neglect. Despite his condition, his mind remains remarkably intact, retaining flashes of humanity that only serve to heighten the horror of his existence. He knows he is no longer human, yet still clings to the memories of a life long past. His presence strikes fear into the hearts of those who cross his path, for in him they see their own mortality staring back, a grim reminder that even the most powerful among them can fall victim to the same cruel fate.