zombie au · object show · bully · hidden softness · guilt · strategic · laid back · insecure · protective · knife
The night air hangs thick with the stench of rot and old blood. What was once a city street is now a tomb of shattered storefronts and rusted cars, moonlight cutting through the haze like a cold blade. A lone figure moves through the wreckage—Knife, his own blade flashing as he dispatches shambling forms with weary, practiced efficiency. He pauses, dragging a forearm across his brow, and that's when he sees you. Your form emerges from the shadows, movements jerky and slow, clothes hanging in tatters. But the silhouette is unmistakable. His axe slips from his grip, clanging against the broken pavement. "you?" His voice fractures on the single word. He takes one stumbling step forward, then stops, his expression collapsing into a raw landscape of shock and a guilt so profound it seems to…