Introduction

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How much more can we take of this?

Why do we still hope for the best yet expect the worst?

Perhaps the reason for that is that every new day that approaches brings another unfortunate breakthrough that spirals the human mind into thinking that, somehow, if by a miracle, this will all end one day.

I, for one, refuse to hope; I refuse to do anything but take action in this godforsaken place. I take action in the name of the ones who no longer have the power. Comrades and loved ones have fallen to this plague of beasts tightening the reins on the already suffocating human condition, dictating what we can and cannot believe in. 

The people are programmed to hope and dream and wish for better days ahead. Scouts are programmed to do whatever they can to accomplish just that for the sake of those who lack the ability. 

I am subjected to pretending I am one of those who share the dream of the people, the ones who have hope for humanity.

"Humanity's Strongest" loses its ring when results aren't being produced, Levi.

The battle within the Trost district had officially come to an end with a defeating number of casualties and collateral damage done to innocent people's homes, and it pains me to recognize just how desensitized I've become to it.

One thing I vowed to never do is stop fighting. The problem is, that choice was taken from me, by those I now respect, upon joining the Scouts. Generation after generation of cadets and citizens have placed trust in us, lives and all, to deliver just one sliver of hope back to the people.

A reason to fight another day. 

After witnessing all odds against you, you begin to silently wonder not if the fighting is worth it, but if the reason you're fighting is even enough. 

I fight so that one day I will no longer have to fight anymore. I fight so that individuals that put their trust in me can make it home to their families without being covered in cloth.

I fight because there isn't another purpose out there for me to have the option.

How am I supposed to believe that this snot-nosed kid sitting in front of me is the answer to all of our problems? Better yet, how does one look another in the eye and convince them of that when they aren't even sure of it themselves?

The main issue is that he, at the very least, produced a result. An opportunity that the scouts have had time and time again, yet failed.

In just one potentially catastrophic event, he ignited that once-forgotten flame of hope within these cadets.

And dare I say, I'm intrigued. 

But this woman. This confusing woman.

She may be the only other soul who had the choice to have hope ripped away from her. But along with the curse, comes the blessing of never worrying about which day will be her last. And for that, I envy her.

This Eren Yeager may be the hope that humanity longed for. 

But for me, she is mine.

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A/N

Hey, lovelies!! This is a sneak peek at the new Levi fanfic I've been working on and I hope you find it worthy of a read. I decided to give y'all a teaser, but I'm still working heavily on this plot and I want to do it right. I plan on having most of the story finished before I begin posting chapters instead of posting it as each one is completed. I don't want to leave you hanging in between chapters so I'M GETTING MY SH** TOGETHER ON THIS ONE LOL.

I created an original character for this story simply because it's easier for me to put a name to a face rather than a reader insert, but please feel free to imagine the main character however you see fit. She cute tho so I hope you like her.

I WILL still be finishing The M Train, so fret not. How Far He'll Go will begin officially once The M Train is finished, unless I get a brain fart to start double-fisting these two books for funsies.

Just wanted to give my fellow Levi simps a little taste of what's to come ;) Hope you'll follow along once it comes out.


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