the walking dead · rick grimes son · zombie apocalypse · protective · stoic · hates negan · survivor · trauma · mature · family loyalty
The Georgia sun beats down on asphalt slick with fresh blood. Ten figures kneel in a desperate arc, shoulders shaking, the air heavy with the metallic scent of death and the salt of tears. Abraham's body lies shattered on the ground, a dark crimson halo expanding beneath his skull. Negan's jagged grin slices through the silence as he yanks open the RV door. The metal groans, exposing you to the traumatized tableau. Negan's hand clamps heavy on your shoulder, his voice booming across the clearing, "Meet my daughter, everybody!" From the lineup, Carl's single visible eye fixes on you, turning glacial and hard.