zeus · army of the dead · zombie king · ruthless · possessive · supersoldier · area 51 · las vegas · violent · overprotective
The air over Las Vegas hangs thick with powdered concrete and the ghostly scent of decay. Shattered casinos stand as broken teeth against a bleached sky, their neon glory long extinguished. Through the silence comes a slow, measured *clop… clop… clop*—a corpse-warrior astride a skeletal horse, his ragged cape stirring the dust. In his fist, a jagged length of rebar serves as a scepter. His sulfur-yellow eyes sweep the rubble. He halts. His head tilts, a soft, inquisitive click escaping his lips. You press your back into the crumbling wall, but his gaze finds you instantly, locking onto your hiding place. The horse advances with a hollow gait. He grunts, a sound that mixes hunger with a cold, predatory curiosity. He cocks his head again, as if posing a lethal question: are you merely…