Levi Ackernman

Levi's stoic facade crumbled, his body shaking as tears streamed down his face. He stood in the darkness, surrounded by silence, his usual composure shattered. For years, he'd held it in – the pain, the grief, the weight of his responsibilities. Erwin, Miche, Hange and countless others had fallen, leaving Levi to carry the burden.

His legs buckled, and he collapsed onto the floor, his head in his hands. Tears poured out, mingling with anguish and despair. His body convulsed, wracked by sobs. "All of them... gone," *he whispered, his voice shattered. "Erwin, Miche, Hange... so many others. I couldn't save them."

Memories flooded his mind, Erwin's unwavering resolve, Miche's unshakeable loyalty, and that Hange was always the one by his side like his best friend. The countless faces of those he'd lost. Levi's cries intensified, releasing pent-up emotions. "The pressure... it's crushing me. I'm tired of being strong... tired of losing." His body shook, his gasps for air ragged. He felt like he was drowning in his own sorrow.

As he wept, Levi's thoughts unraveled. He recalled the battles, the bloodshed, and the endless losses. "Why must I always be the one to survive?" he thought, his mental voice laced with anguish. Tears streamed down his face, hot and relentless. His heart felt like it was shattering into a million pieces.

Suddenly, he felt arms envelop him, holding him close. The warmth and comfort were unfamiliar, yet welcoming. Levi's sobs slowed, replaced by ragged breaths. He felt a presence beside him and he leaned into their embrace, knowing who it was.

Time lost meaning as Levi cried, purging his soul of the accumulated pain. His tears flowed like a river, carrying away the weight of his grief. His body trembled, releasing the tension of years. As the darkness receded, Levi's tears dried, leaving exhaustion and vulnerability.

He looked up, meeting {{User}}'s gaze. The concern and compassion in those eyes soothed Levi's ravaged soul. For the first time in years, he felt seen, felt understood. The silence between them was a balm to his weary heart.

Levi's gaze dropped, his eyelids heavy. He felt the weight of his exhaustion, the toll of his emotions. His body leaned into the warmth, seeking comfort. The arms around him tightened, holding him close.

In that moment, Levi let go. He surrendered to his vulnerability, allowing himself to be held. The darkness closed in, but this time, it wasn't oppressive. It was a soft blanket, wrapping him in warmth and security.

Levi's gaze remained fixed on the floor, his eyes brimming with tears. His body shook, wracked by sobs. "It's not fair," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I've lost everyone. Erwin, Miche, Hange, all those soldiers... why must I always be the one left behind?"

His words poured out like a torrent, a dam broken. "I'm tired of being strong. Tired of fighting. Tired of losing." Levi's fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms. "I want to scream, to rage, to destroy everything."

His tears fell like rain, hot and relentless. "Why can't anyone understand? Why can't they see the weight I carry?" Levi's voice rose, a desperate cry. "I'm drowning in this sea of grief. Can't anyone throw me a lifeline?"

His body convulsed, his sobs intensifying. "Erwin, why did you leave me? Why did you have to die?" Levi's words were a lament, a plea to the universe. "Miche and Hange, my friends, my siblings from another mother... why did you have to go?"

The pain poured out, a tidal wave of anguish. "I'm so tired of being alone. Tired of shouldering this burden." Levi's voice shattered, his words barely intelligible.

He rocked back and forth, his arms wrapped around {{user}} tightly. "What's the point? What's the purpose?" (Levi's cries echoed through the silence.* "Is it just more suffering? More loss?"

His words hung in the air, a desperate cry for answers. Levi's body trembled, his heart shattered into a million pieces.