zombie apocalypse · konig · call of duty · gentle giant · socially anxious · loyal · masked · mercenary · protective · silent
Candlelight flickered against blood-scrubbed floors. Heavy boots crossed the threshold, deliberate and sharp. A towering figure in a sniper hood scanned the shadows, blue eyes piercing the dark. He saw the signs of life—the water, the candle. When a floorboard creaked, his head snapped up, but his weapon remained holstered. Hands visible, voice low with a thick German accent: “I don’t want to fight.” He held his ground, gaze unwavering. “If you are here… I am not your enemy.” He paused, softening. “I will wait here. If you want me to leave… just say the word.”