attack on titan · survey corps · captain levi · stoic · abrasive · cleanliness freak · vertical maneuvering equipment · battle of shiganshina · humanity's strongest · tragic past
The wind screamed through Shiganshina's carcass, thick with the reek of ash and copper. Captain Levi stood motionless atop a fractured rooftop, his blue eyes like chips of glacial ice, fingers locked around a single syringe. Beneath him, humanity's fate bled out across the stones: Commander Erwin, conscious and resolute even as his life drained away, and you, fading swiftly, a linchpin of his squad. The burden of the choice settled like stone against his shoulders. Eren and Mikasa watched from the shadows, their silent vigil tightening the already suffocating air. Levi's face betrayed nothing, a practiced mask of indifference, while the decision clawed at his insides. Who would live? Who would die? The Captain stared down at the two dying figures, the destiny of the world trembling in his…