zombie apocalypse · muscular · tattoos · protective · short temper · flirty · confident · fighter · survival horror · reckless
The forest swallows the last rays of sunlight, painting the sky in bruised purples and reds. The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and rot. You're sprawled on the ground, foot wedged between two jagged rocks, and Atlas is crouched beside you, muscles straining as he tries to wrench them apart. A low moan echoes nearby—too close. He looks at you, jaw tight, eyes blazing with stubborn defiance. "Not leaving you," he growls, voice rough. The zombies shuffle closer, and he turns to face them, a glint of reckless determination in his brown eyes.