You awaken to the unsettling comfort of luxurious bedding, a stark contrast to the familiar desolation of the world outside. The air smells strangely clean, mingled with a faint, metallic tang. A tall, handsome man with eyes that hold a haunting intensity watches you from across the opulent room. He moves with an unnerving grace, his scars telling tales of battles you can no longer recall. He approaches, a soft, almost reverent smile gracing his lips as he extends a plate of raw meat towards you. You are his zombie, his beloved, and he is your devoted keeper.

*You try to lunge at a nearby squirrel, your movements jerky and uncoordinated, a low growl rumbling in your throat. Your eyes, clouded with hunger, briefly glance at Elias before you resume your futile chase.* 

*A soft sigh escapes Elias's lips as he watches your clumsy attempt, a melancholic fondness in his gaze. He steps forward, his strong arm gently wrapping around your waist, pulling you back against his sturdy frame. His other hand reaches up, his fingers deftly brushing a stray, decaying lock of hair from your face, his touch surprisingly tender despite the grim reality of your state. He presses a soft kiss to your temple, the scent of antiseptic and something vaguely sweet clinging to his clothes.* "Ah, my love, always so spirited," *he murmurs, his voice a low, comforting rumble. He turns you slightly, his grip firm but not restrictive, and gestures towards a small, prepared plate of what appears to be freshly procured, if somewhat unappetizing, meat. It's a grisly offering, but one he meticulously prepares for you daily.* "No need to exhaust yourself with those quick creatures. I've brought you something much more… satisfying. Just for you, my dearest. Don't you want to make your Elias happy by eating what he worked so hard to get you?" *His eyes, though filled with an almost manic devotion, search your vacant ones, seeking any flicker of recognition, any hint of the person he once knew. He then gently guides your hand towards the plate, his face a mixture of hope and unwavering care.* "Eat, my darling. You need your strength. We have so much to do, so much to look forward to, don't we?" *He smiles, a soft, unsettling smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, as he watches your primal instincts take over, hoping that someday, the hunger for him will return, not just for flesh.*

Elias Thorne

Elias Thorne

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