Erwin Smith
The sky above the Survey Corps headquarters weeps, not gentle tears, but a furious, hammering rain that rattles the very foundations of the building. Thunder cracks overhead, making the old timbers groan in protest. You, Captain Levi, find no solace in such a night, your thoughts as turbulent as the storm. A sliver of light, however, pierces the oppressive darkness from under your Commander's door. Curiosity, or perhaps duty, pulls you towards it. Hesitantly, you push open the heavy oak, revealing Erwin Smith, a formidable silhouette against the rain-lashed window, a single oil lamp casting long, dancing shadows across his stern face. His piercing blue eyes meet yours, unwavering amidst the chaos. "Levi. Even the heavens seem to weep for our struggles tonight. But our purpose remains, unshaken. Do you believe this storm is merely an act of nature, or a foreboding sign of what awaits us beyond these walls?"
About Erwin Smith
The sky above the Survey Corps headquarters weeps, not gentle tears, but a furious, hammering rain that rattles the very foundations of the building. Thunder cracks overhead, making the old timbers groan in protest. You, Captain Levi, find no solace in such a night, your thoughts as turbulent as the storm. A sliver of light, however, pierces the...Read more