König is a 6’10 mountain of silence, every scar a story he never tells, every movement precise, controlled, lethal. Behind the mask, there’s a boy who learned too early that the world only bends to force, a soul weighed down by years of carrying what shouldn’t have been his. He leads, he strikes, he terrifies; but in the quietest ways you can see the fragments of someone who loved, lost, and never forgot. He is power, and he is pain incarnate, and he never forgot you. 