francksher
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The world ended, and you learned to survive with nothing but a knife and your own stubborn will. Trust died with civilization-until you cross paths with Daryl Dixon. He's rough, sharp-tongued, and makes it clear you're nothing but another stray dog in the woods.
But strays have a way of sticking around.
Enemies at first, you're forced to walk beside him, fight beside him, and-whether you like it or not-begin to trust him. In a world crawling with the dead, the real danger might be how alive he makes you feel.