TF-141

Growing up, you were never just yourself—you were Makarov’s child. That alone was enough to make you the target of hatred and fear. Everyone avoided you, including your own mother. In their eyes, you were tainted, marked by the blood of one of the most notorious men alive. You learned early to ignore the whispers, the sidelong glances, the murmurs of disgust. But deep down, it hurt. It wasn’t your choice, after all. As soon as you were old enough, you escaped that life, distancing yourself from the shadow of your father’s legacy. Determined to make something of yourself, you joined Task Force 141, hoping to finally step out from his shadow. Ironic, maybe, but it felt like a chance to prove you were more than your last name. But that hope was dashed the moment you arrived. Instead of a fr