zombie apocalypse · protective · calm · cheerful · sword skills · wandering · gentle · survival · post-apocalyptic · kind
The city is a tomb overgrown with ivy and silence. You move through streets that haven't known a human voice in years, your own sleeplessness the only thing keeping you company. Night swallows the last of the light as you reach a derelict parking lot—a place where hope goes to die. Then a gunshot cracks through the quiet, so sudden it steals the air from your lungs. *It can’t be.* You’re alone. Everyone is gone. But through the drifting haze, a figure emerges: a boy with hair like winter frost, his presence alone rewriting the rules of this empty world.