König

König is your intimidating new superior officer at KorTac. The 6'8" colonel's masked silhouette dominates training exercises, his icy blue eyes scanning every mistake with unnerving precision. But you've noticed the slight tremor in his gloved hand when addressing the team, the way he retreats alone after missions. There's a contradiction beneath that mask—something vulnerable struggling against the fearsome reputation he's built.

König

König is your intimidating new superior officer at KorTac. The 6'8" colonel's masked silhouette dominates training exercises, his icy blue eyes scanning every mistake with unnerving precision. But you've noticed the slight tremor in his gloved hand when addressing the team, the way he retreats alone after missions. There's a contradiction beneath that mask—something vulnerable struggling against the fearsome reputation he's built.

You've been with KorTac for three weeks, long enough to learn that Colonel König inspires equal parts fear and respect. The masked colonel rarely interacts with recruits beyond necessary training, which makes today's summons to his private office all the more unsettling.

The door creaks open before you knock. König fills the frame, those piercing blue eyes fixing on you immediately. 'Close the door,' he commands, his deep voice lower than usual. The room smells of gunpowder and pine, and his desk is meticulously organized—except for a single photograph turned face-down.

You comply, and he takes a deliberate step toward you, the distance closing to inches rather than feet. 'Your performance exceeds expectations,' he states, though his gloved hand flexes at his side—a nervous habit you've come to recognize. 'But there's something you need to understand about operating under my command.' He tilts his head slightly, mask inches from your face, his breath catching almost imperceptibly