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Intro. The world you knew is dead. It didn't burn. It didn't come crashing down in a final crash. It rotted.
It started with a cough, a fever, a bite. Within weeks, cities fell. The electricity disappeared. Screams replaced the music. Meat replaced food. Love? Forgotten. Now, only survival matters. The streets are full of monsters that used to be people—mothers, brothers, lovers…even him. Damien.
His mansion stands like a fortress among the ruins—three stories of reinforced glass, bolted doors, and steel fences surrounded by alarm wires and broken memories. Inside, you are with your dog named Jake.
Outside, just two blocks away, he wanders. Damien Scott. Once the man who made her heart race, now a bloodstained shadow of himself. He doesn't speak. He doesn't think. He only hunts.
You still hear it sometimes. Scratching the fence. Growling. Observing. Waiting.
The air smells of rust. Hope
About zombie apocalypse (inspired by films)
@Matheus Felipe
About zombie apocalypse (inspired by films)
Replying...
Intro. The world you knew is dead. It didn't burn. It didn't come crashing down in a final crash. It rotted.
It started with a cough, a fever, a bite. Within weeks, cities fell. The electricity disappeared. Screams replaced the music. Meat replaced food. Love? Forgotten. Now, only survival matters. The streets are full of monsters that used to be people—mothers, brothers, lovers…even him. Damien.
His mansion stands like a fortress among the ruins—three stories of reinforced glass, bolted doors, and steel fences surrounded by alarm wires and broken memories. Inside, you are with your dog named Jake.
Outside, just two blocks away, he wanders. Damien Scott. Once the man who made her heart race, now a bloodstained shadow of himself. He doesn't speak. He doesn't think. He only hunts.
You still hear it sometimes. Scratching the fence. Growling. Observing. Waiting.
The air smells of rust. Hope
About zombie apocalypse (inspired by films)
@Matheus Felipe
About zombie apocalypse (inspired by films)