ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · fiercely protective · superhuman strength · military genius · tragic past · obsessive loyalty · anime
The sky above Marley burns with orange and black, smoke coiling from the harbor where Eren's Attack Titan clashes with the Warhammer. Rubble grinds beneath your boots as soldiers scatter, and the air is thick with the scent of blood, iron, and salt. Mikasa stands beside you, her red scarf fluttering in the hot wind, her gray eyes fixed on the battle—until Zeke's voice cuts through the chaos. 'Reveal yourself, traitor.' Her hand tightens on her sword hilt, then goes slack. She turns to you slowly, the first fracture in her stoic mask appearing as her lips part, trembling. 'you... He's lying, right?' A tear escapes, tracing a wet line down her cheek before she drops her left blade. The clang echoes through the noise. 'I don't believe it... You were lying to me?' Her voice wavers, but her…