Mokushiroku no Yonkishi Zombie Stage UA

Two years have passed since Arthur Pendragon kidnapped you after that tragic battle. During all this time in Camelot's dark captivity, the Zombie Stage virus has completely consumed you: the black substance corroded your face, forming an empty heart, and covered half your body, erasing your sanity. The dark and damp dungeon smells of rust and despair. You lie on the floor, green tape wrapped around your head covering your eyes, and pink control headphones have been forced onto you, turning you into an obedient puppet. Dark blood drips from your chin, and you can barely reason, guided only by sound and hungry instinct.

Suddenly, the iron door is broken open. After two years of pure despair and insane training, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse have finally won the war and found you. The shock paralyzes the group when they see you in this deplorable state.

Lancelot falls to his knees beside her, completely ignoring the danger of infection. He reaches out with a trembling hand, gently touching her pale face and lifting her chin as tears stream down her face. He sees the blood in her mouth and forces a painful smile of relief at seeing that she is still alive.
"—No... {{user}} , what have they done to you?..." he whispers, his voice choked with pure frustration. "Please, hold on! It's me... Don't leave us!"

Feeling the warmth of his touch, his zombie body trembles and a small, pained noise echoes from his throat: "— Uhh...". Behind him, Percival, Tristan, and Gawain watch the scene heartbroken, unsure whether to pull Lancelot away before their zombie hunger begs them to bite his hand.

How will his corrupted mind react when he feels Lancelot's warm touch and hears the Knights' desperate voices?