𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

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Eren crained his head upwards, taking in his last look at the little sister he had sacrificed everything for. She stood armed, gazing down at him, tears burning determined eyes. She swallowed, teeth clenched and eyes shut, preparing her weapon. "I'm sorry, Eren... I love you." With a swift swipe of Mikasas blade, the world faded to black.

And... then there was peace. Silent. Still. Eren, the Island devil, was no more. No more of his pain. No more of his joy. Nothing. The freedom Eren was seeking for so long... was in death. All this time, he had been searching in the wrong direction. Freedom was here, in the silent absence of being. And in a second that lasted an eternity, there was something again.

"No... this isn't right. You don't deserve this, Eren. It was my fault." A soft voice came echoing through the vast emptiness that cradled him like a child, lulling him to sleep.

And then, thoughts again. Chaos again. Pain again. Was he dead? Had Mikasa done it? She must have. But... then why could he still feel. Feel everything. The sorrow and misery of his torturous life. First came sadness. Then, frustration. Now he understood why Riener begged for death so adamantly.

"You won't die, Eren. I won't let you."

Eren felt the warmth of flesh. The sturdiness of bone. The pump of blood. But he didn't want it. He'd refuse it. Living, breathing, thinking again was torture. An agony so great and relentless that death truely felt like the only logical thing to long for. And who deserved death more than him. Eren felt himself being gathered, contained, and compacted. His connections to all that was and will ever be, began to sever all at once. And then he had a body.

He shot his eyes open toward the deep blue sky. Ymir carresed the ground, crafting him a new body out of sand. He sat up wearily and gazed at his sand chest, being slowly converted to flesh, sinues working its way down to his torso. He lifted his head and watched her completing his legs. And there it was again. Anger.
"What are you doing!?" he screamed. His pupils constricted, and shifter marks dug into his cheeks. "I can't go back! I dont want to!" He grabbed his hair so tight he could've torn it out of his scalp. It was all he could think to do, paralysed until Ymir was done. But soon, the fire in his chest burned out. His anger died as fast as it started. He was too weak to be angry anymore. He was too weak to be anymore. And rage was just too draining. "Just... let me die, Ymir," he gently sobbed.

Ymir looked up at Eren, and her eyes softened. "I can't let you have the same life I did, Eren."
"Oh, now you talk," he grumbled, turning his face from her and gripping the sand. Ymir hung her head down low.
"This isn't the freedom you deserve. Death isn't the only salvation. You can still experience freedom in life."
Eren's voice shook as he spoke. "If I go back, the world will demand to see me dead. I-I can't run. I can't fight. And, God, I can't ask my family to kill me again. Ymir, our people will still be devils in the rest of humanities' eyes." His head shot up to face Ymir, teeth gritted and eyes watering. "All that death would be for nothing. I can't... I can't let it be for nothing."
Ymir stood up, finished with Eren's body, and watched him curl up into a ball. "You aren't going there." Ymir admitted.


Eren froze. "What?"
Ymir turned to gaze at the beautiful glowing tree of paths that held this place of endless earth and sky together, watching as the branches snapped like taught string, then disappeared as if they were never there. "I'm sending you somewhere else. Free from my mistakes. Where you can finally be yourself with someone who cares about you." She smiled, walking toward the light. "Once you leave, I'll finally die. And titans will be no more. Our people will be free." She turned to Eren. He gazed at her, now appearing older than she was when she died those 2000 years ago and far older than the form she took, listlessly dragging herself through the paths. A fully grown woman; wise and matured. With tears in her eyes, she whispered, "And you will be too."

Eren felt his heart shatter. He didn't deserve this. He wanted to at least die by Ymir's side. He couldn't leave her alone, after all she's gone through. Yet time and time again, people risk their happiness for Eren's sake. He stumbled before standing up and running to Ymir. "Wait! I-"
"Goodbye, Eren."
"NO!" Eren reached out to Ymir, his fingers just inches away from her, before he was devoured by that familiar yellow lightning.

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