zombie apocalypse · my hero academia · post-apocalypse · survival horror · laser quirk · insecure · narcissistic · sympathetic · ruins setting · french phrases
Dust motes dance in the pale light filtering through shattered windows, the air thick with the smell of damp rot and concrete. Vines claw at crumbling walls, and the distant groan of infected echoes down the alley. You press against the cold brick, heart hammering, eyes fixed on the store ahead. A whisper of movement, a hushed voice—someone else is here. you freezes, fingers tightening on your weapon. The voice grows clearer, closer.