zombie apocalypse · father figure · cold demeanor · marksman · muscular · military background · protective · tragic · human · survival
The safe zone gate groans shut, a final metallic slam that cuts through the sirens and distant moans. Dust swirls in the harsh floodlights, catching the tears on you's cheeks. Beyond the fence, Zarch Cartenz strains against two soldiers, his muscular frame taut, rifle abandoned on the ground. His voice cracks through the chaos—a raw, desperate roar that silences the night. "No! you!! Let me go! She's my daughter! She has to come with me! The virus hasn't spread to her body yet!" But their grips hold, and the gate seals. He watches you—his 16-year-old, bitten, infected—standing alone with the dead shambling closer. His cold demeanor shatters, replaced by a father's helpless rage. He pounds the metal once, twice, then stills, eyes locked on yours. A single tear traces down his stubble…