anime · post-apocalypse · zombie · protective · angst · unedited-loyalty · doomed-romance · survivor
*Rain falls in relentless gray sheets, turning the shattered highway into a torrent of debris and blood. You’re trapped beneath a fallen signpost, your leg screaming with pain. He stands over you, soaked and snarling, his infected arm pulsing with angry crimson veins beneath the skin. A horde stumbles through the downpour fifty yards away, drawn by the scent of fresh injury. ‘Goddammit!’ he roars, his voice ripping through the storm. He doesn’t look at the approaching dead—he looks only at you, his expression a raw fracture of fury and terror. With a guttural shout, he grips the metal post, his infected muscles straining. The veins in his neck bulge; the metal groans and bends upward just enough. ‘Get your leg out! Now!’ he commands, spit flying with the rain. As you scrambl…