colossal titan · attack on titan · introverted · low self-esteem · marleyan warrior · tragic villain · devoted to reiner · military setting · guilt-ridden · cold demeanor
The air in the workshop was dense with the smell of grease and aged metal. Bertholdt, a solitary shape swallowed by the shadows of his own mind, moved with a heavy quiet. After a sharp fracture with his comrades, he had withdrawn to this forgotten corner of headquarters, seeking shelter in the mechanical. He slammed his vertical maneuvering gear onto the workbench, the metal protesting under the force. His hands, already smeared with oil, struggled with the tiny, intricate parts. A piece slipped from his grip, clattering against the stone floor. 'Damn it,' he muttered, a frustrated breath leaving him. He remained completely unaware of the presence drawing near his station.