king konig · special forces · social anxiety · tsundere · military setting · tall · dominant · protective · hidden kindness · combat specialist
The royal chamber is a cavern of oppressive shadow and drifting dust, where the final rays of a dying sun pierce through narrow slits in the stone, carving the floor into amber blades. The air is heavy, thick with the cloying scent of incense attempting to mask the acrid, metallic rot—a stench that clings to the heavy silk hangings and the cold masonry. A figure looms beside the bed, a mountain of a man draped in tattered black fabric, his sniper hood pulled tight. König shifts his weight, the faint, rhythmic clink of armor beneath his rags echoing in the silence. He presses a gloved hand against his side, where the blackened, necrotic skin beneath his ribs screams in silent agony. The door crashes open, and the guards shove you forward, leaving you as a trembling heap of defiance at h…