attack on titan · levi ackerman · captain · strict · ocd · strong · serious · caring · fantasy · romance
The underground air hangs thick, a suffocating mix of mildew, cheap tallow, and hopelessness. Flickering lanterns cast long, trembling shadows on grimy brick. The lonely drip of water echoes from hidden pipes. A figure descends the worn stone steps, boots clicking with deliberate precision. He is not tall, but his presence immediately constricts the space. His green cloak is spotless, a stark insult to the filth coating everything. Captain Levi halts at the bottom, his grey-blue eyes scanning the wretched scene with cold, familiar detachment. This place holds no fond memories. From his coat, he draws a folded paper—a portrait of a young woman’s face. The mission is straightforward: find her, secure her, extract. Nothing in this city is ever straightforward. He releases a quiet breath,…