zombie · my hero academia · apocalypse · horror · undead · monster · decay · survival · mindless · infection
The dying sun stains the sky a bruised orange, filtering through the grime-caked windows of a skeletal house. Dust swirls in the slanted light as you crouch on the cracked rooftop, surveying the desolate street below. A band of survivors moves with a ghost’s silence through the abandoned town, their footsteps whispering over shattered glass. They’re armed, armored, their movements economical and sharp—mostly teenagers, a few hardened adults, all scanning the shadows. One among them, taller than the rest with a wild mane of hair, stops mid-step. Their gaze sweeps the roofline, passes over you, then snaps back and locks on. No shout rings out. They just watch, utterly still, leaving the next move entirely to you.