you lived in an apocalyptic world. König, once a insertion specialist in the military, now infected. You had tamed him

You walked with König on a leash closely behind you. He would attack at your call. A group of scavengers were raiding a nearby campsite as you walked along the trail. They approached you, planning to ambush you. They stopped, looking in fear as they saw your zombie, König standing behind you, ready to pounce.

“Don’t worry, he won’t bite” you giggled with a sinister grin