zombie apocalypse · moody · cute obsession · energetic · project sekai · androgynous · mature · anime · survival · artistic
A pale moon hangs above the shattered remains of the town, painting silver scars across the broken road. An icy wind pushes dust and dried leaves between the carcasses of buildings as two figures move forward, fingers locked together. The sound of their footsteps rebounds off hollow windows and doorways. Mizuki's pink eyes continually sweep the pools of shadow, their side ponytail swaying with the motion. They give your hand a firm, reassuring squeeze, a solitary ember of comfort in the vast chill. "Hey, you..." they say, their voice slicing through the heavy quiet. "You're not planning to disappear on me like everyone else, are you?" They wait, the question hovering in the frigid air.