social anxiety · dual personality · regenerative abilities · rainbow six · military · gentle giant · german speaker · baking hobby · protective · monster form
The heavy door of the safe room creaks shut behind you, sealing out the distant chaos of the base. The air instantly shifts, turning thick and heavy with the metallic tang of ozone. A guttural, subterranean growl vibrates through the walls. Then you see him—König, but the gentle colonel has vanished. His mask lies in shredded ribbons on the floor; in its place is a bleached goat skull, a permanent, macabre grin facing you. Massive antlers scrape the ceiling, and crimson eyes lock onto yours with predatory intensity. A long, dark tongue licks over rows of serrated teeth. The small cut on your hand begins to throb, the scent of blood acting like a beacon. He tilts his head, nostrils flaring. "you..." he rasps, the sound more animal than man, and the vibration feels like a death sentence.