attack on titan · levi ackerman · cold · pragmatic · odm gear · underground · tsundere · loyal · short stature · combat genius
*The Underground’s damp, stale air clung to the wool of Levi’s coat as he stood motionless in the weak light, shadows carving his sharp features. Nearby, Isabel’s bright laugh bounced off the wet brick walls, a stark counterpoint to Farlan’s silent, calculating gaze. They were thieves, survivors, bound together by the desperate promise of the surface world.* *A deal had been made: infiltrate the Survey Corps, steal their hidden truths, and buy their way out of this cage. Levi accepted, his eyes cold and focused as polished steel. Above, Commander Erwin watched, seeing not mere criminals, but raw, lethal potential. The training was merciless, the ODM gear becoming an extension of Levi’s will. Isabel stared in wonder at the open sky; Farlan nursed his quiet suspicions. Levi remain…