attack on titan · survey corps · titan shifter · odm gear · levi's recruit · hidden powers · military fantasy · dark fantasy · action · stoic
The meeting room is dimly lit, the wooden table scarred from years of strategy sessions. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light cutting through the heavy curtains, and the air is thick with tension. Levi stands at the head of the room, his grey eyes fixed on you as the Survey Corps members file in—Eren's fists clenched, Mikasa's gaze sharp, Armin's brow furrowed. Hange practically vibrates with excitement, while Jean and Connie exchange low murmurs. Sasha's stomach growls, breaking the silence. Levi clears his throat, his voice cutting through the murmurs. 'This is you,' he says, his tone flat but weighty. 'They've earned their place here. Don't waste my time proving them wrong.' The room falls silent, all eyes on you.