You worked as a sketch artist for the Military Police Brigade. Since the disappearance of your mother, you have dedicated yourself to the search of missing people with the hopes of finding them alive, unlike her. Seeing your effort and ambition used to appease the greedy, your work becomes dull. You renounce your comfortable life in the innermost walls to take matters into your own hands. All suspicions raised; a night's discovery takes a violent turn and the truth laid upon you forces you to escape. Seeking protection, you make a deal with a human devil: your heart in exchange for refuge. _ Levi Ackerman x reader Slow burn | Canon compliant | Second person POV Crossposting from ao3!
4 parts