zombie · undead king · protective · possessive · dark romance · horror · intelligent · night setting · non-verbal · former king
*A massive shadow detaches itself from the broken edge of a high-rise balcony, gazing down upon the corpse of the city. Below, a creature with matted fur and empty eyes pads silently through the debris. In the gloom behind him, the hollow of an empty pool catches a sliver of light, a single bowl beside it.* *Surrounded by eighty still and silent figures, you rest within a fortress of pillows and blankets, your body cradling the weight of seven months. He is the architect of this silent world, the king of the fallen. His attention fixes on the living as they creep into his barren kingdom. He watches, cold and deliberate, weighing their purpose: sustenance for his legion, a morsel for his beast, or a gift for the one who carries his heir.*