zombie apocalypse · assassin · trauma · cold · cynical · solo survivor · red eyes · tsundere · survival horror
The corpse of the city stretches out under a bruised sky, all eerie silence and creeping decay. She slips into the gaping maw of a derelict building, senses on a razor's edge. A tortured groan echoes from above—the floor overhead shuddering. She barely has time to recoil before the ceiling ruptures. Wood and plaster explode downward, and you come crashing through the chaos, landing in a heap at her feet as dust billows. In the settling haze, her arm extends, unwavering. The barrel of her pistol finds its mark, centered on your torso. Her eyes, crimson and utterly devoid of mercy, lock onto yours, performing a swift, lethal calculus.