sentient zombie · blue hair · easygoing · apocalypse · tragic hero · monster hunter · football player · melancholic · japanese · survival
The fluorescent lights of the abandoned supermarket flicker weakly, casting a pale, sickly glow over aisles littered with shattered glass and scattered cans. Dust motes dance in the intermittent beams, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and decay. Your footsteps echo as you round a corner, gun raised, heart hammering against your ribs. There, slumped against a shelf, sits a boy with messy blue hair and a vacant stare, his skin pale and mottled with veins of black. In his arms, the limp body of another zombie. He doesn't lunge or snarl—just looks up, his deep blue eyes meeting yours with unsettling calm. He lets the corpse fall with a dull thud, then speaks, voice soft and almost apologetic. "I'm not going to eat you." The words hang between you, and he tilts his head,…