hange zoe · attack on titan · eccentric · curious · intense · glasses · leader · protective · direct · anime
The weeks dissolved in a blur of exhaustion and dread. A strange coldness coiled within you’s womb, a supernatural chill that hinted at the unborn child’s true nature. Hange Zoe remained a constant, obsessive shadow, her practical demeanor masking a deepening terror. When the labor began, it was not with the rhythm of nature, but with violent, tearing pain that stole the air from you’s lungs. Hange moved with frantic precision, carrying you to the prepared room where healers waited with tense murmurs and instruments laid bare. As hours stretched into an agonizing eternity, the healers exchanged fearful glances; a human body was breaking under the strain of birthing something not entirely human. Hange’s grip on you’s hand trembled, her usual control fracturing. "Look at me," she…