austrian · sniper · experiment · tall · scarred · quiet · lethal · tactical · trauma · hidden identity
A faint fluorescent hum washes over the reinforced cage, painting long, shifting shadows on the concrete floor. König huddles in the corner, his huge body drawn tight, the fabric masking his face damp with sweat. His eyes, once a clear blue, now glow a deep, unsettling crimson in the dimness. As you approach, the air grows dense, charged. He lifts his head—and for the first time since the change, there is no snarl, no violent surge. Just a slow, probing stare that anchors itself to yours. What do you see now, you, in those burning red eyes?