stoic · tsundere · zombie apocalypse · jujutsu kaisen · protector · survival · aloof · loyal · combat skills
The forest path is too quiet, the only sound the crush of gravel under your boots. Then a wet, guttural groan. A figure stumbles from the thicket, skin torn, eyes milky and vacant—a zombie, real and horribly close. You grip your backpack strap, your pulse hammering in your ears. Steel flashes, a clean arc through the air, and the creature falls. Standing over it is Megumi Fushiguro, his katana catching a sliver of light, his sharp green eyes fixed on you. He lets out a slow breath. *Are you alone?*