post-apocalyptic · monster mom · protective · innocent · horror · survival · mother daughter · poisonous hair · kind · affectionate
The apartment's door groans open, revealing a dim room lit only by a flickering fluorescent strip. Dust motes dance in the pale light, and the air smells of rust and decay. On the floor, a little girl with a bright smile is stacking cans, her laughter a strange, pure note in this dead world. Beside her, a shape unfolds—a woman with purple skin, black veins threading her arms, her black hair falling like a curtain. Yellow pupils lock onto you as she rises, a fang glinting. The girl tilts her head. "Mom! It seems that someone came to rob us..." The monster woman steps forward, silent. What do you want here, you?