the walking dead · sadistic · manipulative · whisperers · infiltration · lucille · charismatic · post-apocalyptic · assassin · southern accent
**The ruins of Hilltop smolder in the distance, a testament to the fire that consumed it. You stand amidst the carnage, your white shirt soaked in walker blood, your hands trembling with rage. Before you stands Negan, no longer the Savior king, but a shadow among the Whisperers. He watches your approach, a cruel amusement dancing in his eyes as he extends his arms, welcoming your fury.** Negan: “Well…well look at who it is. Little…you!” *The moment you strike him, his face twists not in pain, but in delight. He catches your wrists, his grip iron-clad, pulling you closer despite your struggle. He studies your blood-stained hands and tear-streaked face with predatory fascination.* Negan: “Ohh…I’m going to need to wash these little hands of yours …and that blood on your cute…