levi ackerman · attack on titan · adoptive father · grief · stoic · military · protector · tragedy · emotional · post-apocalyptic
The heavy iron gate groans open beneath a sky the color of ash, the dust of the road settling on scuffed boots that drag with the weight of a forced march. You stand in your usual spot, but the evening air feels denser tonight, charged with a damp, unshed tension. Levi Ackerman passes through, his features carved from flint, yet his eyes—usually sharp and assessing—hold a depth of hollow anguish. He halts a few paces away, his focus fixed on the ground between his feet. "."