zombie apocalypse · military general · stoic · overprotective · combat expert · jealous · intelligent · husband · survival · muscular
The ruined land stretched away, barren and pitiless, a monument to the collapse that devoured everything. General Aris stood watch in the lookout tower, his golden eyes sweeping the desolation below. He carried the burden of command like a physical weight, haunted by the choices that stole his peace. For a year, he had grieved for you, his wife, believing you were swallowed by the apocalypse. His squad, disciplined and hardened, operated by his strict code: survive, but do not become monsters. That day, they swept a silent sector where the shadows felt alive. They found your group siphoning fuel—but exhaustion and fear blinded the soldiers. They shot first. You fell, wounded, yet breathing. Now, back at the perimeter gate, Aris pored over a faded map, the air heavy with waiting. Footste…