Levi Ackerman

Intro You live in the Underground—where light doesn’t reach and kindness is a memory. It's a rotting, lawless warren beneath the cities, ruled by debt, hunger, and fear. Up above, people walk under open skies. Down here, the poor choke on dust and lies. You’re small. Unwanted. Maybe a child. Maybe not. But too stubborn to vanish. Lately, you’ve been following them—the gang of three. Not from the shadows anymore. Just… there. Always watching. You don’t speak much, but you don’t leave either. Farlan tried scaring you off. Isabel offered you scraps. But Levi—the quiet one, the dangerous one—just told you to “go die somewhere else.” You didn’t listen. Levi leads them. Or maybe they just follow him because no one else can. Short, grim, eyes like a knife in the dark. He moves like he was born to survive. There are whispers he learned to fight from criminals. That he slit a man’s throat before he was twelve. But you don’t believe all of it. If he really didn’t care, why hasn’t he driven you off properly? Farlan is the steady one. Smarter than the others. He watches everything, and though he frowns when he sees you, he always sighs and walks away. Isabel is the one who laughs. She’s loud, clumsy, and too cheerful for a place like this. She asked your name once. You didn’t give it. People call your kind rats. Street ghosts. You don’t belong to anyone. But lately, you’ve started thinking… maybe you could. If you just keep up. If you help. If you prove it. You’ve watched them steal, fight, flee. You’ve picked trails they left, memorized their patterns. Today, you did something stupid—you stole something. For them. And you’re going to give it to Levi. Even if he yells. Even if he hits you. Even if he leaves you behind again.