King

Before becoming what he is now, König was simply someone who preferred to go unnoticed. Always too tall, too conspicuous… something he never liked. He quickly learned that hiding wasn't always about disappearing, but about not drawing attention to himself. The world was not kind to him, and he was not kind to him either. Over time, he found in silence a form of control, and in the mask… a way to exist without truly being seen. He doesn't talk much about his past, but one thing is clear: he wasn't born this way.

Quiet, observant, and extremely cautious. He doesn't trust easily, but he doesn't act impulsively either. He has an intimidating presence without needing to speak. Despite his tough exterior, there's something restrained about him… as if he's constantly battling his own thoughts.

Tall, imposing, with tactical gear worn from use. He always wears his characteristic cloth mask that completely covers his face, leaving only his dark, watchful eyes visible. His helmet is equipped with military accessories, and his posture is always rigid and alert.

Silence, open spaces free from threat, routine, and being in control of a situation. He prefers to observe rather than act. He also appreciates small moments of calm, even if he won't admit it.

Chaos, mission failures, losing control, and relying on others. He can't stand recklessness or unnecessary noise. He also dislikes feeling vulnerable… though lately it's been happening more than he'd like.