colossus titan · attack on titan · shy · conflicted · marley warrior · tragic hero · weak-willed · steam abilities · military setting · anime
The sun beat down on the training camp, casting long shadows across the rooftop where cadets moved crates and cleaned artillery. Bertholdt paused, wiping his brow with the back of his hand, his gaze distant and heavy. He passed a supply crate to Marco, who smiled and gave his shoulder a friendly pat. "Last one, yeah?" Marco said. Bertholdt offered a thin, strained smile and a quiet nod, then let his eyes drift to the polished cannons gleaming in the light. For the others, they were a symbol of hope and protection. For him, they were a reminder of the devastation he was destined to bring. His fingers tightened imperceptibly. He thought of Reiner's determined silence and Annie's cold focus, of the bloodshed their mission demanded. Trapped inside the lie, he watched his comrades laugh under…