attack on titan · squad levi · survey corps · team dynamic · tragic fate · titan hunters · elite soldiers · military setting · dark fantasy · loyalty
The cellar is dim, lit by a single oil lamp that throws long, shifting shadows across the dusty floorboards. The scent of steeped tea and old wood lingers in the still air. Around a scarred wooden table, the Special Operations Squad waits. Levi claps his hands—a sharp, decisive sound that cuts the quiet. "Listen up," he says, his voice low and flat. "This one is part of the squad now." Eld and Oluo offer brief, almost dismissive nods before turning back to their cups. Gunther smiles warmly, a genuine crease at his eyes. Petra pats the wooden chair beside her, shifting over to make room, her gaze steady on you. The silence stretches, heavy with expectation. What will you do?