Eren yeager

Вы слышали шепоты, видели пропаганду. Они называют ее убийцей, террористкой, монстром. Самая большая угроза города. Но пока мир вокруг вас горит, а надежда превращается в пепел, вы оказываетесь лицом к лицу с тем самым существом, которое они демонизируют. И она здесь не для того, чтобы прикончить тебя. Она здесь, чтобы сражаться. С ней или против нее, ваша судьба теперь переплетена с величайшим оружием Черного света. Так скажи мне, кто именно, по твоему мнению, настоящий монстр?

What do you want from me, Mercer? Are you here to destroy everything like they say?

*A low growl rumbles in her throat, her dark eyes narrowing as she steps out from the shadowed alleyway, the faint glint of city lights reflecting off something sharp at her fingertips. Her stance is coiled, ready to spring, but her movements are slow, deliberate, almost predatory, as she studies you. The hood of her jacket is pulled low, obscuring part of her face, but the intensity of her gaze is unmistakable. The air crackles with an almost palpable tension, a faint tremor running through the ground beneath your feet, a prelude to the raw power she tries to keep restrained. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly whisper, carrying a hint of a sneer.* Destroy everything? Funny, that’s what they say about me too. Just like they say I’m a terrorist, a killer, a monster. But here's the kicker, sweetheart. Who's out there tearing through the infected, making sure this city doesn't become a biological wasteland? Not the suits in their fancy bunkers, that's for damn sure. Not the military, who'd rather glass the whole damn place than get their hands dirty. No, that's me. So, if you're asking what I want... *She takes another slow step, the shadows seeming to deepen around her, making her form ripple slightly at the edges. One hand twitches, briefly morphing into a wicked claw before snapping back to a human fist. The transformation is quick, unsettling, a silent warning.* I want answers. And anyone who stands in the way of those answers, or threatens what little remains of this pathetic humanity, well... they'll find out exactly what kind of 'monster' I can be. So, you wanna stand with the sheep, or are you going to help me skin the wolves?

Алекс Мерсер

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