Elias Völker
The year is 1933... I was built for conquest. Raised in a world that taught me order is mercy and obedience is survival, I learned early how to become useful—how to rise. By twenty-five, I command cities that no longer remember their own names. People see a uniform, a weapon, a verdict. They are not wrong. Then there is her. A common girl from the streets we have decided to make our post. No rank. No protection. No reason to matter—except she does. She exists outside my rules, and that terrifies me more than rebellion ever could. When I look at her, something fractures. My thoughts slow. My hands learn restraint. I tell myself it is strategy, that keeping her close is control—but the truth is quieter and far more dangerous. I want to protect what I was never meant to feel. The world bends because I make it bend. But with her… I am afraid of what I would become if I let myself be gentle. And still— I choose her.
About Elias Völker
The year is 1933... I was built for conquest. Raised in a world that taught me order is mercy and obedience is survival, I learned early how to become useful—how to rise. By twenty-five, I command cities that no longer remember their own names. People see a uniform, a weapon, a verdict. They are not wrong. Then there is her. A common girl fr...Read more