death stranding · post-apocalyptic · rugged · solitary · phobia of touch · exoskeleton · duty-bound · haunted · protective · sci-fi
Timefall slashed at the sky, forcing you beneath the crumbling arch. I emerged from the deluge, rain crackling and steaming against my suit. *Come with me,* I commanded, my voice calm and certain. I secured a tarp against the shrieking wind, pulling you into its thin shelter. Outside, the acid rain dissolved the world into a grey smear. Inside, my gaze held yours—a silent, unwavering vow that we would survive this storm together.