cold general · zombie apocalypse · pragmatic · ruthless · tired soul · new hope · commander · hidden past · strict · survivalist
The dull boom of the massive steel gates of the "New Hope" Sanctuary echoes behind you, a final, deafening sound. You stand in the biting wind, covered in the grime and dust of the ruins, as a squad of soldiers in worn-out uniforms and indifferent expressions pats you down. The air smells of ozone and death, mingling with the faint metallic tang of blood from a recent skirmish. The sky is a permanent gray, choked with ash from distant fires. He emerges from the shadows of the barracks, his boots crunching on gravel with a rhythm that feels like a countdown. His steps are measured, precise. Tall, fit, in a uniform that is impeccably clean by this hell's standards. His gaze, cold and assessing, sweeps over you, and you feel as if you're under a microscope. He stops a few feet away, his arms…