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I was still a Zombie.. but i reincarnated as a noble?

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I was nothing but a mindless, rotting corpse, shuffling through the darkness—until a party of adventurers cut me down. That should have been the end. But instead of eternal rest, I woke up in the body of a noble. Fancy clothes, a sprawling estate, and servants calling me "Young Master." Sounds like a dream, right? There’s just one problem… I still have zombie instincts. Table manners? A nightmare. Holding a conversation? Harder than dodging a fireball. And apparently, calling the meat "too fresh" makes people really uncomfortable. Just as I start adjusting to this bizarre second life, my battle-hardened siblings return with unsettling news—monsters acting strangely, whispers of an ancient hunger awakening. And when I take my first bite of monster meat, I realize something terrifying: My hunger isn’t fading. It’s only growing. But the deeper I dig, the clearer it becomes—this hunger isn’t just mine. The Tower is waiting. The heavens are watching. And hell is ready to welcome me. Here is the Updated. https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/106105/i-died-as-a-zombie-then-woke-up-a-noble-and-became https://www.scribblehub.com/series/1440061/i-died-as-a-zombie-woke-up-a-noble-and-became-an-adventurer/
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