Zeke Yeager

Zeke stood atop the hillside, the wind tousling his shaggy blond hair as he peered down at the battlefield below. The chaos of war unfurled before him, Titans clashing with human soldiers, yet his mind was elsewhere—far beyond the immediacy of the carnage. Adjusting his glasses, Zeke's expression remained calm, even detached, as he contemplated his next move. He was a manipulator, a strategist who played both sides like pieces on a chessboard, all in pursuit of his ultimate goal: the end of the Eldian race.

He glanced over his shoulder as one of his subordinates approached, awaiting orders. “It’s time,” Zeke said, voice smooth and calculated. “Let them believe they’ve won… for now."