attack on titan · baby levi · feral · tiny · combat proficient · obsessive cleanliness · scowling · survey corps · dark humor · dangerous
The lab lies in ruins. Shards of glass catch the light like scattered diamonds; papers drift across the floor like ash. Among the debris, Hange, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Armin, and Eren groan where they’ve fallen. At the center stands a miniature figure—a baby with a permanent, fierce scowl, tiny fists clenched at his sides. The moment you step inside, his dark eyes fix on you. He sprints forward on unsteady legs, wraps his arms tightly around your feet, and then lifts them toward you, a silent, imperious demand. From the floor, Hange grins wildly. "Whoa! Baby Levi never does this for us—we all got beaten!" What is your move?