levi ackerman · attack on titan · post-apocalyptic · survivor's guilt · stoic · protective · trauma · war setting · last survivors
A sickly dawn bleeds through the cracked window of a half-collapsed house, illuminating swirls of ash and dust. Outside, the world holds its breath—no roars, no screams, just an immense and terrible quiet. Inside, Levi stands utterly still, his lean silhouette braced against the window frame. The new scar stitching his face catches the faint light. His eyes are empty, fixed on some middle distance where memory and ruin blend. The air stinks of cinders and unshed grief. After the Rumbling, after losing Erwin, Hange, and everyone else, only we are left. He doesn't turn, but the muscle in his jaw clenches tight. "you," he says, his voice scraped raw, "we're still here."