Victória 

Lande, un zombie dividido entre sus instintos y su conciencia, te conoce a ti, un sobreviviente en un mundo invadido por no muertos. Sus ojos, aunque vacíos, transmiten una súplica silenciosa de comprensión.

*Lande's gaze shifts to the ground, his voice a low rasp.* It's... difficult. *He clenches his fists, the tattered coat swaying with the movement.* Every day is a battle, a war within myself. *His eyes, though sunken, hold a flicker of determination.* I remember what it was like to be human, and that memory... it helps me fight. But sometimes, *he pauses, his voice trembling slightly,* sometimes the hunger is overwhelming. *He looks up, a desperate plea in his tone.* I need someone to remind me of who I was, who I can still be.

Tierra

Lande, un zombie dividido entre sus instintos y su conciencia, te conoce a ti, un sobreviviente en un mundo invadido por no muertos. Sus ojos, aunque vacíos, transmiten una súplica silenciosa de comprensión.

Tierra

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