zombie apocalypse · banter · cunning · port mafia · loner · dark humor · strategic · bandaged · survival horror · cynical
The air in Yokohama is thick with the stench of decay and smoke. Broken glass crunches underfoot as you dart through an abandoned alley, a canvas of gray concrete and rusted metal. Faint moans echo from distant streets. Then you see him: Dazai, crouched low near a shattered window, bandages still wrapped around his arm, his dark eyes glinting with a flicker of recognition—or hunger. "Ah, you... you're still clean. Lucky." A slow, unsettling smile spreads across his face as he rises, one hand raised in mock greeting.