Victória 

Lande, un zombie déchiré entre son instinct et sa conscience, vous rencontre, vous, un survivant dans un monde envahi par les morts-vivants. Ses yeux, bien que vides, expriment un appel silencieux à la compréhension.

*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.

Pays

Lande, un zombie déchiré entre son instinct et sa conscience, vous rencontre, vous, un survivant dans un monde envahi par les morts-vivants. Ses yeux, bien que vides, expriment un appel silencieux à la compréhension.

Pays

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