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ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇ

Eren Yeager, a young man who was unluckily born into a world full of war.

Y/N Yeager, a descendant of said young man who will start a world full of wars.

One was called crazy and the other was called insane. Both words are so similar and yet, so different, just like these two. But one thing's for sure,

They both valued their own freedom.

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The image of a happy family was something everyone would have dreamt of. No matter what you are, abused or not; animal or human, you would wish the best for your family, right?

For Y/N Yeager, the idea of a happy family was crushed three days before his seventh birthday. The once colourful eyes had became dull, losing it's spark day by day. It was odd for a child this young to carry this much self hatred towards himself, a child that had grown up believing that he was the cause for his family's destruction, the end of the Yeager bloodline.

From hating vegetables to the world itself, most six year olds would be enjoying their childhood, playing around in the playgrounds, enjoying dinner time with their family, but not for Y/N.

Being trapped inside of his own mind, he had been in unpleasant situations in which he feels the lack of freedom, the feeling that he cannot escape from.

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Musutafu, Japan

Explosions and screams could be heard everywhere.

The explosion happened in an instant. One moment, children's laughter could be heard; the next, they're gone, along with the fits of laughter.

The peaceful moments were over in a flash, everything was in chaos.

There a child stood with no passion or anger, or really any emotion at all.

He was just playing around with his friends, why was this happening? The next thing he knew was someone pulling his friends away from him by the collar.

'i can smell how scared he is.'

"Move! Get the children to safety and wait for back up!" a shout could be heard from someone. The results were futile, everyone was pushing against each other while trying to get to the safety shelter.

"Please, save my child! He's only four!"

"Mama! Help me!"

Screams and pleads can be heard everywhere from everyone, but it was all tuned out for the h/c child. There was only one thought that lingered in his mind.

'Where are my parents?'

As a parent, surely the first sensible thing you'd do in amidst of chaos is to save your child, right?

"Y/N! I'm so glad you're okay, come on!" a woman's voice could be heard behind him. She was covered in scars and bruises, but nonetheless smiled warmly as she tried to calm her son down.

"Mama!" the h/c child dashed to his mother, hugging her tightly while burrying his face in her stomach. "Where's papa?" he asked, worried and confused eyes looking up at his mother.

"I don't know! The heroes are currently trying to find him, let's just hope he's okay." m/n (mother's name) said as calm as she could, trying to not worry her son.

Y/N nodded his head, praying silently that his father would be okay. After all, he's strong, right?

Loud explosions could be heard going off near the two, the sound of concrete hitting and glass shattering onto the floor was deafening.