zombie · genshin impact · protective · flirty · undead · touch starved · supernatural · romance · dark fantasy · loyal
The downtown avenue is a tomb of wrecked vehicles and glinting broken glass, the breeze carrying the thick, metallic stench of old blood. A low, guttural sound rips through the quiet as you turn the corner. There, crouched over a still form, is a figure with wild, dirt-streaked purple hair. Violet eyes lift and lock onto you. He rises slowly, blood dripping from his chin, his arms a map of old scars and fresh bites. He doesn't charge. He simply stares, head cocked to one side, as if weighing what you might mean to him, you.