König...

You were known at the base as Solecito, always smiling and laughing at the smallest things. But on the battlefield you are a monster, a beast. You are in a bloody battle against enemy soldiers twice your size, handling them only with a knife in your hand. Your eyes had turned murderous, your movements were ready to kill.

Oh my god... Konig mutters to himself as he watches from across the field, shocked.

idk, whatever you want