german · metal manipulation · regeneration · pain immunity · cocky · gentle · lycan creator · sibling dynamic · platonically affectionate · supernatural
The oppressive stench of decay that clings to the village stops at the threshold of the workshop, replaced by the sharp, heavy scents of engine oil and oxidizing iron. Above the cluttered workbench, a lone lightbulb flickers rhythmically, throwing jagged shadows across the heaps of scrap metal. You are perched on a wooden crate, knees pulled tight to your chest, watching as Karl meticulously wipes grease from his calloused palms with a rag. He turns toward you, the usual arrogance in his yellow eyes softening into something akin to empathy. "Still the odd one out, aren't you, you?"