suguru geto · zombie apocalypse · sarcastic · calm · protective · best friend · hand-to-hand combat · tactical · survival · jujutsu kaisen
The world didn't end with a spectacular blast. It died in slow, suffocating waves—first silence, then creeping dread, then outright chaos, and finally a slaughter that left only ruins in its wake. Now the living scrape by in the debris, and the dead wander with perpetual hunger. You survived because you had to. Your skin tells stories in scars. Your mind is haunted by echoes you'd give anything to silence. Fear is no longer a guest; it lives inside you, as familiar as breathing or the sharp pang of an empty stomach. But proficiency is no shield. Today, that lesson was carved into you. Your group was engulfed. A ocean of moans and screams rose around you. You fought back, you resisted, but the horde was an unstoppable force. Blood soaked the ground. Gunshots ricocheted off broken walls.…