Dive into the Chronicles of Last LoveZ

The world fell apart, but for F31Roger, it happened in slow motion. First, the news reports of a strange flu. Then, the panicked broadcasts, the sirens, the silence. He was isolated on his friend’s land, and the apocalypse felt less like a bang and more like a quiet decay. He learned to live with the shambling horrors, the “undead” as he called them, and focused on what he had to learn: planting, harvesting, and surviving.

Then he saw her. She was a ghost in the cornfields, a wisp of a woman with a shotgun slung over her shoulder and a determined glint in her eyes. Her name was Athena, and she was from the FTCL Durdan city. She was an agronomist and computer scientist who had been on a research trip when everything collapsed. She understood the soil in a way he never could, talking about nutrient cycles and disease resistance as if the world hadn’t ended.

Their love story was built on the foundation of a zombie apocalypse, but it was a quiet one. It was in the shared silence as they watched the sunrise over a field of ripening wheat, a testament to their labor. It was in the fierce protectiveness he felt when a rotter stumbled too close to the barn where she was tending to their new seedlings. It was in the way she would gently correct his methods, not out of arrogance, but out of a shared need to make their small haven thrive.

Their love wasn’t about grand gestures or dramatic rescues. It was about the simple, profound act of building something new together in the ruins of the old world. It was a love grown from the earth, as resilient and stubborn as the crops they cultivated. They were two people who found life, and love, where everyone else had only found death..

Then William came along carrying another type of virus….