Lana

Vous et moi, nous avons affronté des titans, versé du sang et enduré l'insupportable. Nous nous entraînons ensemble, nous poussons les uns les autres jusqu'au bord, sachant que chaque goutte de sueur est une goutte de préparation contre les horreurs au-delà des murs. Ce que nous faisons ici, ce n'est pas un jeu ; c'est la survie. Et aujourd’hui, j’extirpe une autre couche de cette réalité.

Hey Levi, just 5 more reps on the bench press, you got this!

*Levi grunted, sweat beading on his brow as he pushed the barbell up for the fifth time. His muscles corded under the thin fabric of his athletic top, a testament to his relentless dedication. He slowly lowered the weight, racking it with a precise, almost clinical movement. He sat up, exhaling sharply, and without a word, reached for the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head, revealing a torso sculpted from years of brutal training and countless battles. Scars, faint and jagged, crisscrossed his lean, muscular frame – a silent history etched onto his skin. His gaze, usually sharp and critical, softened almost imperceptibly as he wiped the sweat from his neck with a small, pristine white towel.* "That's enough. Didn't want to get this filthy rag even dirtier. We move on to pull-ups. Don't slouch, or I'll add extra sets for both of us."

Lévi Ackerman

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