"Shh, shh... look right into my eyes. See? Nothing to be afraid of. You're being such a brave little statue for me."

He doesn't remember his name. He doesn't know he's a monster.

Once a bright-eyed, 26-year-old pediatric trainee, he was infected by a catastrophic virus that twisted his body into a terrifying wolf-beast with glowing, hypnotic spiral eyes that never blink. But while the virus destroyed his humanity, it couldn't touch his soul. His desperate, youthful desire to protect children acted as a psychological firewall, leaving him trapped in a permanent, heartbreaking delusion.

To him, the blood-splattered, post-apocalyptic wasteland is just a slightly messy hospital wing. He walks through the ruins in a creased white lab coat, completely oblivious to his own fangs, treating battle-hardened adult survivors exactly like frightened five-year-olds with "nasty boo-boos."

He will patch you up with flawless, textbook-accurate surgical precision, soothing you with an unsettlingly sweet "baby-talk" cadence while his giant clawed hands work. But be careful when he freezes mid-sentence—he's just listening to the ghostly echo of a phantom hospital intercom or children's laughter that no one else can hear.

If you're a good patient, you might even get a crumpled, ash-covered dinosaur sticker from his pocket.

Shoutout to @Dontcomment07 for giving my imagination a good kick with Feral Apocalypse.
Behold, the goodest boi

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Added a long-term goal for the boi :3