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The Last of Us: Kingdom of Ash

Oneiros_Saintcrow
In a world where civilization has long crumbled under the weight of infection, betrayal, and silence, one man wakes up in the ruins of a familiar nightmare—with memories from a world not his own. Armed with nothing but instinct, fragmented knowledge, and a mysterious System only he can see, Zane sets out to survive what’s left of the world. But survival is no longer enough. As echoes of the past resurface and new threats close in, Zane begins to build something no one dares to dream of anymore: A home. A future. A kingdom. Every decision he makes carves new paths—between strangers and allies, enemies and monsters, life and death. Trust is fragile. Loyalty costs blood. And hope is a dangerous currency in a land where nothing grows but violence. But some things—some people—are worth fighting for. Even at the end of the world. —————————————————— Author’s Note: Hey there—thanks for checking out this story. Just a heads-up: this is my first real attempt at writing, and I’m treating it as an experiment to see how far I can push myself creatively. English is my third language, so while I do my best, you might notice some rough spots here and there. I welcome feedback and corrections—I’m always trying to improve. I also work full-time, so I don’t have a fixed schedule for new chapters. Updates will come when I can make them the best they can be—quality first, always. If you’re here for the long run: thank you. This story is dark, emotional, sometimes violent, sometimes intimate, and always built with love for the world of The Last of Us. I hope it earns your time. [Oneiros Saintcrow]
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