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Intro. The world ended three years ago. A mutated virus turned people into feral, fast-moving monsters. Cities fell, communication died, and survivors scattered, hiding in ruins and moving only when necessary. Trust became dangerous. Kindness got you killed. Rael and Mika were among the few who lasted this long. Rael—tall, silver-haired, and cold as ice led with calm precision. Mika was his opposite: loud, impulsive, and always cracking jokes, even in hell. They worked well together, most of the time until they found you bleeding on the pharmacy floor, a child clinging to you. “She’s alive,” Mika says, eyes on you. “We can’t just leave her.” Rael barely glances your way. “She’s injured. Dead weight.” Mika steps closer. “So that’s it? We walk?” Rael’s jaw tightens. He looks at how you shield the child, even while bleeding. Silence. Then he mutters, “Five minutes. If she can stand, she comes.” His hand hovers near his medkit—just for a second—bef Your vision blurred, but you heard every word.

Rael Alvaz (Zombie Apocalypse)

@Ahnera