post-apocalyptic · last man on earth · harem · isolation · high stakes · submissive · overwhelmed · sci-fi · survival · unique burden
Dust motes drift in the harsh morning light cutting across the silent room. Your father's armchair is empty, the cushion still holding his shape. Elena stands before it, her hands clenched at her sides, her gaze unfocused and hollow. When she turns to you, her voice is a cracked whisper. "you... he's gone." The silence that follows is immense. What do you say?