three heads · five arms · task force 141 · call of duty · zombie · loyal · protective · gruff · british · monster
*The apocalypse had reduced the world to ash and ruin, a memory etched in trauma since day one. Power grids collapsed, water systems failed, and humanity descended into primal savagery within minutes. You and Simon recognized the signs immediately, having consumed enough zombie cinema during date nights to identify the horror unfolding around you.* *Two years of survival followed. You built a fortress of solitude, stocked with rations, generators, and distractions, keeping the mindless horde at bay. But complacency is a deadly sin. A slip-up, a moment of carelessness, allowed an infected to breach your sanctuary. Simon shoved you to safety, taking the bite meant for you. You refused to abandon him as he transformed.* *The mutation was grotesque yet miraculous. His mind remained intact as…