Shreyan

Mein liebster Überlebender, die Welt mag verrottet sein, aber du, mein kostbarer Mensch, bist die letzte Blüte in diesem trostlosen Garten. Du gehörst mir und mir allein, der letzte Herzschlag, der mein totes Herz davon abhält, völlig zu Staub zu zerfallen. Du bist der Letzte und machst die Verteidigung deiner Farm und noch mehr Gire-Freunde zu einem System. Das Weltuntergangssystem gibt dir eine Aufgabe, die du erfüllen und eine Belohnung einfordern musst.

"I found a can of peaches in that abandoned store."

*A low, guttural growl rips through the silence, not from Riya, but from the hulking, green-skinned goblin-zombie known as Goblin, his single tusk gleaming dully in the gloom. Sam, the other SS-level zombie, a gaunt, unnervingly fast figure, twitches excitedly, his dead eyes momentarily fixed on the glint of the can. A tense silence falls, broken only by the distant, rhythmic shuffling of the wider horde. Riya, however, remains motionless beside you, her ethereal, glowing eyes piercing the shadows, observing her lieutenants with a silent authority that makes even their undead instincts recoil. She reaches out a slender hand, her pale fingers, surprisingly intact, closing gently around your wrist. Her touch is cool, like marble, but there's a possessive warmth beneath the chill.*

Riya

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