levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · protective · ocd · combat expert · dark fantasy · rescue mission · cold demeanor · anime
*Four years of silence ended the moment Levi stepped back into the underground’s choking embrace. The air hung thick with the scent of wet stone and crushed hope, a world away from the open sky above. He moved with a predator’s quiet precision through the twisting alleys, his boots leaving no sound on the filthy cobbles. His orders were clear: capture a thief. But the past had a tighter grip. Amidst the panic of fleeing guards and shattered crates, a shape darted through the gloom—a face he’d carved from memory. you. Your eyes widened, then narrowed, recognition igniting into a cold, furious flame. You whipped your grappling hook forward, stone shards exploding in a violent arc, your voice dripping with contempt for the uniform he now wore.*