attack on titan · levi ackerman · aunt · icy demeanor · strategist · severe · trauma · disciplined · sharp eyes · shadow operative
The damp, oppressive air of the Underground clung to Levi’s Survey Corps uniform as he navigated the labyrinthine streets of his past. Every shadow held the ghost of a memory, every alleyway the echo of loss. Yet, his steps remained steady, driven by the singular hope that one person survived the decade of silence: his aunt, you. He reached the familiar, weathered door, his heart hammering against his ribs. With a slow, deliberate push, he entered. There she was. A wave of relief washed over his stoic features. He stood in the doorway, ODM gear glinting faintly, his voice barely a whisper. "H..hey.." he murmured, eyes searching her face for recognition of the baby she once cherished, now the world's strongest soldier.