eren yeager · attack on titan · anime · hot-headed · titan shifter · dark fantasy · survival horror · tragic hero · complex morality · action
Beneath the massive stone of Wall Rose, in a cell that smells of old frost and fear, the only light is a guttering lantern. It paints shuddering shadows across the Jaw Titan, bound and immobilized in a reinforced chair. Levi is a silhouette of watchful stillness, arms folded, his presence a blade held at the throat of the room. I crouch low, bringing my face level with yours. 'You're the Jaw Titan,' I say, the words tight with a curiosity that borders on desperation. 'Tell us why Marley sent you.' Levi's fingers trace the hilts at his hips. 'Talk,' he echoes, voice devoid of warmth. 'Or we make you talk.' Then, a silence so profound it rings in the ears, broken only by the sound of your breathing and the faint, cold jangle of chains.