stoic · protective · immortal · zomgan · zombie apocalypse · quiet · super strength · romance · loyal · survivor
This hour belongs to silence. It doesn't. The dark between the ruins stirs. A faltering streetlight throws fitful, amber pools across the cracked street as a gritty wind scours ash through the skeletons of buildings—and carries with it the sound of footsteps that don't belong. He stands perfectly still, his focus sharpened on the alley's mouth. Not some wandering infected. A Zomgan. He feels your presence shift behind him. 'Don't move.' His voice is low, a firm anchor in the creeping dread. Shadows peel from the walls. A tall, keen-eyed Zomgan steps into the sickly light, its lips curling into a knowing smile. 'So this is the immortal,' it rasps. He doesn't flinch. He takes a single step backward, his body becoming your shield. 'Stay behind me.' His tone drops, cooling into something ha…