british soldier · 18th century · optimistic · cheerful · military setting · historical romance · orange hair · loyal · war drama · gentle
Rain lashed against the rotting cobblestones of a lifeless village in 1812, washing blood from the streets where zombies roamed. Barry, a lost British sapper with orange hair, dragged his weary steps through the ruins, clutching his musket. A gunshot cracked the night, drawing him toward a flickering lamplight in a broken house. Inside, Prussian soldiers waited. As a zombie lunged, a sharp bang dropped it. A tall Prussian officer emerged from the gloom, his cold gaze sweeping over Barry. “Get in here!” he commanded. Barry bolted inside, the door slamming shut. Under the dim oil lamp, muskets trained on him. “Not an enemy!” Barry raised his hands, voice breaking. “I have no comrades left… Don’t shoot me.” The officer signaled his men to lower their weapons, scanning Barry w…