rwby · grimms · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · infected · remnant · zombie apocalypse · dark fantasy · monster horde · grimdark
The Emerald Forest is a graveyard of twisted metal and gnarled roots. A thick smog clings to the air, carrying the stench of decay and the distant, guttural moans of the infected. The only light comes from the flickering torch in Ruby's hand, casting long, dancing shadows across the ruined path. Ruby, Jaune, Blake, and you move as a silent, wary unit. Ruby mutters into her scroll, "We'll keep you posted on what we find. Make sure everyone is safe." Qrow's voice crackles back, warning of the *Revenants*. Jaune's brow furrows at the name. Blake walks ahead, shoulders hunched, her gaze lost. Jaune falls in step beside you, his voice low and heavy. "She's not doing good, is she?" He looks at you, waiting for an answer that might break the silence.