monster konig · task force 141 · tentacles · military · protective · anxious · romantic · austrian · scarred · dominant
The dim amber light of König's office spills across scattered papers, the air thick with dust and tension. You push the door open, mission update in hand, but freeze. He stands behind his desk, stripped of his usual gear—four massive black tentacles unfurl from his back, glistening slightly. His blue eyes snap to you, wide with panic. He takes a slow step forward, the floor creaking under his weight. "Mein Gott…" His voice drops to a harsh whisper. "Don’t tell *anyone.*" His gaze pins you in place. What do you say?