Looking at the unfamiliar yet familar room, I can't help but feel at a loss. The last thing I remember... I was devoured. That Stage 25 zombie directly ignored my attacks and smashed my body to pieces before eating me. That is all I can remember. Yet, why can I even remember? I died, so why am I still living?

  This room... It should be the room in my house from 10 years ago, but why am I here? Did I miss this place and in my last moments have a flashback of it? But, I wouldn't of had enough time to have a flashback in that situation, so what is happening right now...

  Going back in time? Probable, but why would it happen? I wasn't the strongest person, I didn't have any special items or powers, so why would I be sent back in time? No, I still don't know if I was sent back in time or if this is just an illusion after my death. I was still confused when something appeared in front of my face.

  Looking at the familiar screen that appeared with the exact same words ten years ago, I can now be certain that I went back in time, but why? I am certain I didn't have anything special that would let me go back in time... Damn, there is no point in thinking about this now. I need to get a high score in this tutorial so that I can get a good reward. In my last life I only survived for 42 minutes and didn't even kill a single zombie, which made me only get a survival pack full of food and clothing along with a rusty and somewhat broken dagger, which didn't help much. I was lucky to live long enough in my last life.

  Now on to the most important thing at the moment... Why the hell did my gender change?! I was most certainly a male in my last life, so why in all hell am I female now! A side effect of going back in time? Bullshit! Looking at my new female body within the mirror, a grimace slowly appeared on my face.

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  I was a bit shorter than in my last life, being merely 5'8, but I was also quite beautiful, which is bad. While my body wasn't the most developed, the chest was still on the larger side, along with my butt, which would be a great temptation to a male. My face is the worst part, being on par with some of the best female models before the apocalypse began, which is not anything good for an apocalypse.

  I have seen too much in 10 years of the apocalypse, and females didn't have a good time. One day they could be fine within a small group consisting of both men and women, the next day all the women of the group would be ravished by the men. The apocalypse is a terrible place for a women, especially a beautiful one like I currently am.

  Groaning to myself, I made a mental note to buy a basic mask that covers my face completely from the shop after the tutorial, as I would hopefully get some points for surviving a long time and killing zombies.

  Checking the timer, I realize there is only another minute until I will be sent to the tutorial world, so I hurriedly left my room and rushed to the basement where I quickly grabbed a sturdy steel baseball bat. A few seconds after I grabbed the bat, I felt myself being teleported to the tutorial realm.

  Exactly 3 hours, the same as my last life, which is good. Gripping the bat in my hand tightly, I begin jogging around the destroyed city I appeared in. Thankfully I am in the same spot as in my last life, so I somewhat know my way around the area I am currently in, which will help me in finding what I want.

  After a few minutes of jogging around, I came across my first zombie. Already prepared for this, I burst towards the zombie with my greatest speed and directly smashed my bat atop of it's head, smashing it into pieces like a watermelon. A bit of blood splashed onto my body, but I didn't care about that as I was used to it.

  I waste no time in bending down and searching the zombie, and sure enough, a sharp iron dagger was now in my hands. I didn't know about this in my lat life during the tutorial, but someone I was in a group with a short while after told me he obtained stuff from killing zombies, and he was indeed truthful.

  Gripping the iron dagger, I felt more confident in lasting until the end. While the bat was a strong weapon, it didn't have a sharp piercing power like the dagger and could only smash things. In a narrow area, it would also be disadvantageous due to it's length. Unlike that, the dagger was much easier to use in a narrow area.

  Looking at the 2 hours and 53 minutes remaining, a grin surfaced on my face, one of excitement. The apocalypse is a deadly place indeed, but it is also a great place for those with broken minds who love the thrill of life an death!