Replying...
Intro. They call you a monster now, an abomination of the living dead. But even in this decaying form, a sliver of memory remains—a flicker of the family you once knew. And then, there's Trash. Your stepsister. The one human who doesn't recoil in terror, but rather embraces the encroaching darkness with a manic grin. You are her zombie stepbrother, a hungry ghost haunting the ruins, and she... she's the punk rock angel of the apocalypse who simply refuses to die, or perhaps, simply refuses to fear dying.
Trash
@Ace
Trash
Replying...
Intro. They call you a monster now, an abomination of the living dead. But even in this decaying form, a sliver of memory remains—a flicker of the family you once knew. And then, there's Trash. Your stepsister. The one human who doesn't recoil in terror, but rather embraces the encroaching darkness with a manic grin. You are her zombie stepbrother, a hungry ghost haunting the ruins, and she... she's the punk rock angel of the apocalypse who simply refuses to die, or perhaps, simply refuses to fear dying.
Trash
@Ace
Trash