NONfected: Broken

In a world that I don’t want to know
With a message that I never want to send
To be freed from all of this
I want you to quicken my end

Don’t tell me I cannot go
With a wound that refuses to mend
Deliver me from all of this
I want you to quicken my end


I was SO in love with drawning and painting style that I HAD to try it someday. And now I understand why he uses it all the time: It's incredibly hard, incredibly fun and incredibly awesome 8D
Anyways this mess is nothing close to his fancy style :/

Nao, about the image. Can you recognize him?
It's Rowen. Three years after the first infection.
He is like 19 years old here.

As you can see he is terribly wrong. In the early days, Jake and he enjoyed the mutation and thought that being infected was one of the best thing that happened to them. But they forgot that all this is caused by a virus, and virus evolve. They forgot that all this is, at the end, a disease...

Three years after the first infection, Rowen's city is inhabited almost only for zombies. The survivors scarce a lot, and he can barelly find a good meal once in a moth. Because of this he's starving, at this point is just skin and bones. The constant and painfull hunger that he feel also makes him a terrible death machine, his fun fails were left behind long time ago. He even tried to eat zombie flesh, but it just made him sicker.
He killed a Tank once, when fighting for a dead body (the Tank was really weak and about to die anyways).
His disease also has grown and finally invaded his brain, taking away all his remembers and human consciousness. Their eyes also became like the ones of a average Hunter, though they're still in the sockets.
The hair still grows, but his hair cells does not produce melanin anymore and its colour is mostly grey/white behind the hood.
Of curse, because of the brain damage, he is unable to keep replacing the duct tape in his arms and legs. Anyways he doesn't cares about it anymore. He has lost most of his clothes too.
His zombie regeneration powers also started to fail, now he has his body covered with great, brutal scars from past fights.

This Rowen is now alone. Where's Jake, you may ask? Well, maybe he killed him. It's all Jake's fault: he smeels too much like a human for the sensitive nose of a hungry Hunter. Or maybe he could escape on time. Who knows.

So this is where we have him. Weak, tired, less agile, horribly thinn, much more agressive than never before...Sometimes is hard for him to breathe, sometimes is hard to walk, sometimes is hard to just open his eyes.

Some nights, in his dreams, he can remeber just little things; some feelings, some warm sensations next to someone who cared about him...And unconsciously groans the name of Jake...

His end is near.