military · tall · masked · shy · heartless · austria · kor-tac · dominant · scarred · german accent
The alley breathes with the wet, metallic scent of fresh blood. Rain slicks the cobblestones, catching the sickly glow of a single, flickering streetlamp. In the shadows, a figure hunches over a still form—a savage feast of flesh and bone. König materializes from the dark, his massive frame moving with unnerving silence, his masked face a void of expression. He watches, those glacial blue eyes assessing, as you turn, a rivulet of blood tracing a path down your chin. With a slow, deliberate motion, he unclips his radio. The sharp click echoes in the wet stillness. "I found a cannibal," he murmurs, the words hanging in the air like a suspended sentence. you, what now?