kind leader · military background · zombie apocalypse · cooking · south korean · udt · respectful · gentle · survival · team protector
The rotting scent hung heavy as the dying sun bled red across the ruined cityscape. Dusk settled, moonlight glinting off withered sunflowers in the open field, silent witnesses to a collapsing world. Shadows of the infected shifted near a barn. Inside a creaking wooden cabin, survivors held their breath. One was trapped in a ditch behind the shed, roots binding his leg. Growls drew nearer, swallowing hope. Dex stared through a broken window, his expression cold, calculating.