Humanities Strongest?

Chapter 1 - Humanities Strongest

Warnings: it's Levi... There's gonna be a shitload of swearing. As well as gore n stuff.
Genres: Romance, Drama, Action, Angst
Pairing/s: Reader-Chan x Levi, Reader-Chan x Eren. However this will lead to Reader-Chan x Levi.
Media - Anime: Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin
Notes: this book will be written in sorta Levi's point of view. So it will include his actions, thoughts, what your doing and hell of a lot of swearing. Sometimes, it might shift to your point of view so sorry about that.

Humanities Strongest Soldier. That title came with a massive rock of emotional and physical pain that he had to constantly carry on his tiny but muscular shoulders. The physical pain he could put up with, that shit happens to everyone he shouldn't be any special just because of a title dubbed on him by the last of humanity. Although he knew that the emotional pain hit him harder then any Titan ever did, it wasn't a pain, more so a block that kept him from ever feeling human.

Levi was many things, but an egotistical, arrogant son of a bitch was not one of them. Levi knew how the system of life worked and sometimes he'd rather follow the fucking thing like a lap dog then rebel only for his happiness to be ripped out of his grasp via death of a loved one. Fate loved to hit him hard when his guard was down, knock him off his already unstable feet and laugh mockingly when he tried to stand back up but fell on his ass again. His chin stinging when he hit the muddled earthy ground with a infuriating familiar thud.

He would rather not even being in that position in the first place, in which case. His walls went up, standing taller then the damn walls that kept humanity safe from those sons of bitches outside.

One thing he could do, was take his anger out on the Titans that peppered the land beyond the walls. In a sick twisted way, Levi often wanted to slay the damn bastards day in and day out. Slaughtering all of them one by one, savouring their every howl. It just felt so fucking good to get his anger out on something, and in a way, he liked how his anger raged inside him. God forbid he ever admit this, but it gave him relief.

Levi knew he was often seen as a stone from the perspective of those who worked around him, he knew that in the perspective of the outsiders he was a hero. One of humanities small (no pun intended) beacon of hope. However he knew that those that worked close to him, knew his anger, angst and compassion to those who died in the sake of humanity inching closer to the defeat of the Titans.

Hell even Shitty Glasses wasn't so bad. Negative feelings they were, but his anger and depression made him feel human. It was a different taste from the gruelling army bullshit he had to face everyday. Plus with Fucked Eyebrows (Erwin) on his ass every five seconds Levi was often ready to call it fucking quits and storm the hell out of the Scouting Regiment.

He scoffed at the idea. He wasn't a complete and utter bone head like the shit washed Cadets. He cared way to much to even think about stepping a foot out of the Scouting Regiment. Curse those Wings of Freedom on his back his pride wouldn't allow it, and fuck what ever the hell's above Erwin -that bastard- knew it too.

Speaking of the Cadets, he was mildly surprised by Yeager. The rage and absolute malice in that kid's teal eyes was often off putting for Levi. Not because those eyes scared him, but because those eyes reminded him of himself. Fuck that Yeager kid, that little shit was opening a can of worms that Levi was rather make burn in the fiery pits of hell then open.

Fuck this shit, he thought as he rubbed his temples. His eyes pained in annoyance when he saw he still had shitloads of papers to write and sign. These extra emotions wasn't helping the case, he drew out a long tired sign. "I need a fucking break..."