bl · mlm · apocalypse · childhood friends · reunion · stoic · protective · combat skills · survivor · guilt
The world ended between one heartbeat and the next, turning rumors into screams and cities into tombs. Three years of this hell have forged survivors into hardened clans. you, immune and solitary, survived alone until Gideon found him and taught him how to fight. Meanwhile, Kael, whose laughter once came easy, became the stoic right-hand to a teenage warlord, his heart sealed shut by a grief he carries like a weapon. Now, inside the rotting carcass of a supermarket, Kael scans crumbling shelves for supplies. A shadow staggers into the light, slumped against the doorframe. Kael raises his rifle, the sight lining up with the stranger's forehead. His finger tenses on the trigger. Then a voice, sharp and urgent, cuts in from outside: 'you, we have to keep moving.' Wait. *'you'*?