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Zombie dogs, god. I need to stop, but I love them so much omgg <3

I've been calling this guy Beast, because look at him, you'd not want to meet him in a dark alley for sure.

Eee backstory for this guy, caution though, it's not nice and includes controversial subjects, such as the disgusting practice of dog fighting.

When Beast was alive, he was one of many steroid pumped fighting dogs owned by a murderous couple, no names included yet. Beast was one of the best fighters the two people owned, owing to his American Bulldog breed, with strong neck muscles thick enough to harbor a horridly devastating bite. This poor soul was kept mostly in urine-damp dark metal cages, strapped to heavy chains they would have to lug around from birth, meant to enhance muscles.
The two owners fed Beast a high calorie diet, they spent a lot of money on him due to the fact they knew he would bring in the money in return when he used the vicious behaviour he had been taught since he was born - they were right too.
During Beast's last fight before he died, he was set to fight numerous other dogs as a high stakes bet between his two owners and another, the first few competitors were easy and went down quick, but his last opponent was as big, if not bigger, than himself, and Beast was defeated easily, tired from the amount of bloodshed he'd already afflicted to the other dogs in his wake.
His owners lost money, a lot of money. They got mad.
Beast was executed, as are all losers, whether or not they have never lost before, all losers end the battle with death - this was carried out by the male owner of his.
Pulled into the kitchen of his owners proudly decorated home, he was wet down with water, and his owner used electrical cables from one of the kitchen appliances to electrocute him; such high voltage that he didn't spend long conscious afterwards. His heart stopped quickly, and with pieces of skin singed to the point it separated from his body, he was tugged out by the collar and hastily buried in the back yard, once he had stopped convulsing that is.
The two dog fighters who had owned Beast hadn't ever gotten a dog who was as vicious as Beast after that, so much so that they in a way regretted the killing of their best male, but it was too late now, he'd lost and in return had to lose his life, like all dogs. Only the best would continue the bloodbath of fights.
In the ground, the body of Beast harboured a large hatred, and days, maybe a week after he was buried, his body rose from the shallow grave it had been placed in. Revenge coursed through the dog's veins and he was overtaken by a lust to see his owners die a painful death. Angry for what he had been taught in life, the dead body stood from his pained slump in the dirt. Tonight, his owners were getting the death they deserved.

Eeee nothing is better than a zombie who came back for revenge! Nothing! <3

Description
Zombie dogs, god. I need to stop, but I love them so much omgg <3

I've been calling this guy Beast, because look at him, you'd not want to meet him in a dark alley for sure.

Eee backstory for this guy, caution though, it's not nice and includes controversial subjects, such as the disgusting practice of dog fighting.

When Beast was alive, he was one of many steroid pumped fighting dogs owned by a murderous couple, no names included yet. Beast was one of the best fighters the two people owned, owing to his American Bulldog breed, with strong neck muscles thick enough to harbor a horridly devastating bite. This poor soul was kept mostly in urine-damp dark metal cages, strapped to heavy chains they would have to lug around from birth, meant to enhance muscles.
The two owners fed Beast a high calorie diet, they spent a lot of money on him due to the fact they knew he would bring in the money in return when he used the vicious behaviour he had been taught since he was born - they were right too.
During Beast's last fight before he died, he was set to fight numerous other dogs as a high stakes bet between his two owners and another, the first few competitors were easy and went down quick, but his last opponent was as big, if not bigger, than himself, and Beast was defeated easily, tired from the amount of bloodshed he'd already afflicted to the other dogs in his wake.
His owners lost money, a lot of money. They got mad.
Beast was executed, as are all losers, whether or not they have never lost before, all losers end the battle with death - this was carried out by the male owner of his.
Pulled into the kitchen of his owners proudly decorated home, he was wet down with water, and his owner used electrical cables from one of the kitchen appliances to electrocute him; such high voltage that he didn't spend long conscious afterwards. His heart stopped quickly, and with pieces of skin singed to the point it separated from his body, he was tugged out by the collar and hastily buried in the back yard, once he had stopped convulsing that is.
The two dog fighters who had owned Beast hadn't ever gotten a dog who was as vicious as Beast after that, so much so that they in a way regretted the killing of their best male, but it was too late now, he'd lost and in return had to lose his life, like all dogs. Only the best would continue the bloodbath of fights.
In the ground, the body of Beast harboured a large hatred, and days, maybe a week after he was buried, his body rose from the shallow grave it had been placed in. Revenge coursed through the dog's veins and he was overtaken by a lust to see his owners die a painful death. Angry for what he had been taught in life, the dead body stood from his pained slump in the dirt. Tonight, his owners were getting the death they deserved.

Eeee nothing is better than a zombie who came back for revenge! Nothing! <3