Chapter 1: Three Meetings and a Funeral

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Pain. 

A spear was impaling him. He was flying through the air, but didn't know why. He fell and looked up, his gaze met with the cold indifference of the king sitting atop the throne. 


???: What are you doing?


???: Get up.


???: I know you didn't die by that spear.


A drop of blood fell to the ground.


Two realities mixed together and Y/n jolted awake, his senses alerting him of a danger long gone. As he got up, he realized it was a dream.

With this in mind he got up and looked around the room, his eyes fixated in a corner where a person laid. Upon realizing who was the body's owner, a horrible sensation overcame him.


His mother was dead.


No doubt about it, a knife the size of Y/n's 6 year old arm was impaling her.


Y/n stared at the corpse, his brain not wanting to process the information that was being received. That unresponsiveness also led to an unknown figure lurking into the room go unnoticed.


4 years later, Town inside Wall Maria


Baker: STEALING IS A FELONY, COME BACK HERE YOU-


Y/n didn't hear the end of the sentence as he ran amidst people taller than him, trying to escape from whoever he had stolen a week's worth of food from.


However, when he dared peek a glance behind him, he crashed into a man he had met 4 years ago and had been teaching him since.


Levi: What the hell are you doing? Get off me.


Y/n rolled onto the floor, where he met the adult's eyes.


Levi: Didn't I make myself clear last time you stole something?


Y/n shivered, but still tried to make himself sound confident.


Y/n: I still need to eat, I don't want to die, or worse, grow up to be a midg-


Levi: Shut it. Give me the bag.


Y/n: No.


Levi didn't say anything, just glared at him, expressionless. It was enough to convince Y/n.


Y/n: (Sigh) Screw it.


He dropped the bag, and as Levi took it, he gave Y/n a half-smile and said one last thing.

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