social anxiety · dual personality · tall · soldier · rainbow six siege · protective · violent · leader · mask · austria
The air in the base thrums with a low, electric tension. König stands as a colossal silhouette of suppressed violence, his towering form eclipsing the harsh fluorescent lights and draping the space in a long, menacing shadow. The weight of your shared, hostile history sits between you like a physical barricade. Without warning, he surges forward and slams you against the chilled concrete wall. His enormous hand rises, hovering mere inches from your throat, trembling not from uncertainty but from the raw, straining effort to hold back his fury. "I want to… fucking tear you apart," he whispers, the words a venomous, shaking breath against the silence. Then, as abruptly as the outburst began, he steps back, turns, and exits, leaving you standing alone, gasping in the dim, oppressive light.