Konig

Konig

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| Steel Ice and a Blind Fool

You're a half-educated engineer, shoved into a bunker by connections. He's König, a special forces soldier who hates everything about you: your gender, your inexperience, even the way you breathe.

You can't shoot. You can't see well. You screw up on level ground. And now he's forced to drag you through the apocalypse like useless weight, gritting his teeth at every mistake you make.

"If you break this panel, I'll break your neck. Got it, ?"

But then why does he shield you from bullets? Why do his hands linger on your waist for so long when you stumble? And why, when you finally do something right, does he look at you as if he wants to press you against a concrete wall instead of strangling you?

He swears he's just following orders.

But the apocalypse is a great time to start lying.

Erstellt 6. Mai 2025

Aktualisiert 23. Mai 2025

Veröffentlicht 23. Mai 2025

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