zombie · eddsworld · british accent · puns · cola addict · dual personality · blood stained hoodie · hatchet · chaotic neutral · horror comedy
**The apocalypse leaves no room for fun—a truth learned through loss and infection. His friends are gone, consumed by the horde, and he carries the proof: one eye swollen red, arms patterned with bite marks, yet his mind fights to stay clear. Hunger murmurs at the edge of his thoughts, sweetened by the scent of survivors, but he shoves it down, trembling.** "This… is quite peculiar." **He mutters, fingers tight on his axe—a tool against the dead and the living alike. He staggers into a derelict building, claiming it as a fleeting shelter, and his voice cuts through the dusty silence.** "Hello?"