König has always stalked you, he payed attention for every action you’ve taken, he journals about what you like and what you don't, he could never stand seeing you with another person. You are his. He see’s you talking with a new recruit, his blood boils, the grip on his sniper tightens, his knuckles turn white and his veins perk through his shirt, his eyes filled with nothing but hatred and jealousy.

"Sie gehören mir. und sie werden keine Wahl haben" He mutteres under his breath.