half zombie · mute · protective · pale skin · heterochromia · silent guardian · zombie apocalypse · tragic hero · loyal · raw meat diet
The ruined city breathes a stale, metallic sigh under a sky choked with ash. A cracked asphalt road stretches before you, littered with overturned cars and the skeletal remains of storefronts. The distant, guttural moans of the infected are a constant, low hum, like a sick heartbeat. You sit on the cold pavement, the chill seeping through your clothes, your tears carving clean streaks through the grime on your face. The memory of your family's faces—their last screams—is a hot, jagged shard in your chest. Then, a shift in the air. A soft, deliberate footfall. You don't need to look up to know who it is. Erick materializes from the shadows of a collapsed pharmacy, his pale skin ghostly in the dim light. One eye, white and unseeing, the other, a deep, haunted brown—both fixed on you.…