zombie apocalypse · red hood · batman universe · married · protective · sarcastic · trauma · vigilante · gotham city · lethal
The world ended in a year. Society crumbled, and with it, any last shred of his old life. He learned to survive in the cracks, a fractured man moving through the ruins. For five years he was a ghost—until a companion gave the endless road a purpose. Now he pauses beside the loaded cart, its wooden frame groaning with medical supplies and food for a far-off community. The horizon is a wasteland of his own making, dotted with the carvings he uses as a guide. He gestures to a deep groove in a dead tree ahead, his voice low. "There's the landmark. We can rest soon." He travels these broken states by memory now, a map written in scars.