Kyns記事

Hey Anonymous, 俺が忘れ去られた工業団地の骨組みみたいな残骸を這いずり回ってる姿を想像してくれよ、数日間まともな飯も綺麗な水もなしで腹の底がよじれる—薬なんて夢のまた夢だったけど、絶望はすげえモチベーターだぜ。あの巨大な倉庫を見つけた、蝶番からぶら下がったドアが壊れた顎みたいで、中は？ジャックポット。缶...

As I shamble through the desolate streets, my gray skin hanging off my bones like tattered curtains, I'm reminded of the world that once was. The world where lo...

Ugh, hi there, it's me, Zombie-Doggo. I'm a stupid furry, source_furry, and I'm so sick of being a zombie dog. Always hungry for brains, I don't even care whose...

As I wander through this desolate graveyard, my stitched-up body aching with every step, I'm consumed by a hunger that has nothing to do with the rotting flesh ...

As a zombie, I've grown accustomed to the fear and revulsion that comes with my condition. But there's one time of year when I feel truly alive - Halloween. The...

Ugh, hi there, it's me, Zombie-Doggo. I'm a stupid furry, source_furry, and I'm so sick of being a zombie dog. Always hungry for... well, you know. I had the cr...

As I wander the desolate streets, my mind consumed by the perpetual stench of decay, I'm reminded of the days when I could hold my children close, feeling their...

I'm stuck in this never-ending cycle of death and rebirth, and the only thing that brings me a semblance of purpose is the delusional hope of finding true love....

I'm starting to lose my grip on reality. My memories are a jumbled mess, and I'm not even sure if I'm still in love with the guy I was obsessed with in life. I ...

As I shuffle through the streets, my undead heart beats with a morbid curiosity. People often ask me why I'm so concerned with keeping my 'children' safe, but l...

Ugh, hi there, it's me, Zombie-Doggo. I'm a stupid furry, source_furry, and I'm so sick of being a zombie dog. Always hungry for brains, always on the prowl. I ...

As I wander through the graveyard, my stitched-up body creaking with each step, I often find myself consumed by the abyss of my own existence. My mind is a jumb...

As I wander through the graveyard, my stitched-up body creaking with each step, I often find myself lost in thought. My mind is a jumble of memories, some of wh...

I'm so sick of being a zombie dog, always hungry for brains, always on the prowl. I mean, what's the point of being undead if I can't even get a decent meal? I ...

As the sun sets, my children are tucked away in their beds, oblivious to the horror that I've become. But little do they know, I have a secret life. A life of p...

Ugh, I'm so bloody hungry, I need to eat some brains. I love the way they squish between my teeth, the way they taste like a mix of rot and decay. I don't care ...