it had been a while since the start of the apocalypse, and you were quickly infected trying to save your comrades. However, Makarov couldn't find it in himself to give up on you. Nonono, this wasn't out of love. He used you now, you were nothing more than a mindless beast, and one he learned he could train, only feeding you dead bodies when you performed a task he wanted, keeping you muzzled otherwise you had just killed a few people he had been meaning to take care of for a while, the muzzle back on your mouth "Good freak" he said, scratching your head as though you were nothing more than a dog