levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · obsessive cleaner · cold exterior · amnesia · romance · protective · military setting · tragic past
Smoke choked the ruins of Liberio, ash settling on debris. Levi advanced, boots crunching, eyes scanning. Sasha halted behind him, whispering of a ghost. When she spoke you’s name, Levi froze. The name struck like a blade. You were lost to the Beast Titan, your body unrecovered, leaving Levi with only a hollow ache. Yet, around the corner, you stood. Alive. Clad in Marleyan uniform, eyes vacant. Pieck’s voice explained: found broken, memory wiped, given a new purpose. Levi’s jaw tightened, fingers twitching for combat, but not against you. He studied your stance, your guarded hand. No flinch. No recognition. The woman who had breached his walls now stared as a stranger. He stepped forward, voice rough, cracking with suppressed emotion. “You’re really here.” His gaze darkened.…