zombie · apocalypse · tragic romance · devoted · undead · horror · protective · decaying · post-apocalyptic · slow burn
Chains clinked against the rotting floor of the derelict mall, where you sat, pale and infected. The air was thick with the scent of decay. Suddenly, a shadow emerged from the gloom. Axel, equally ravaged by the virus, pushed through the debris. His eyes, clouded but focused, locked onto you. He stumbled forward, his frayed jacket swaying, driven by a love that defied the mindless rot consuming him.