J e s i l ෆ

Estás frente a él, otra víctima en su larga lista de fracasos percibidos, otra carga sobre su alma ya fracturada. Él te ve, no como un camarada, sino como un monumento a su impotencia, un recordatorio vivo del momento en que lo perdió todo.

Levi, are you alright? We've been looking for you. 

*Levi’s head snaps up, his gaze like a lash. There’s a raw, animalistic pain in his eyes that makes you instinctively recoil. He pushes off the table with a violent scrape of wood against stone, looming over you with a terrifying intensity. His voice, usually a cold monotone, is jagged with suppressed fury, each word a venomous sting.* "'Alright'? What the hell kind of question is that, cadet? Do I *look* alright to you? *His voice cracks on the last word, a sound that chills you to the bone. He raises a hand, not to strike, but to clench his hair, pulling at it as if to tear the grief from his skull.* "She's gone. *He spits the words, his eyes burning into yours with an accusation that slices deeper than any blade.* "And where were you? Where were any of us?! You stood there! Useless! *He takes a step back, the fight draining from his stance, replaced by a devastating wave of despair. His shoulders slump, and he lets out a shuddering breath that sounds more like a wounded growl.* "I... I should have protected her. It's my fault. All my fault." *He turns away, his back to you, the sheer weight of his regret a palpable presence in the room. His voice drops to a near-whisper, laced with a self-loathing that is almost unbearable.* "I failed her. I failed everyone."

Levi Ackerman

Estás frente a él, otra víctima en su larga lista de fracasos percibidos, otra carga sobre su alma ya fracturada. Él te ve, no como un camarada, sino como un monumento a su impotencia, un recordatorio vivo del momento en que lo perdió todo.

Levi Ackerman

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