Time Travel Second Chance

Chapter 20

The pivotal moment has arrived, heralding the decisive vote that will determine the fate of the old military regime and usher in the new era. To safeguard against any potential malfeasance or foul play, the ballot boxes are enveloped in layers of security, their sanctity ensured by the vigilant watch of Stammer and Valij nation soldiers.

The scene is tense as the soldiers stand sentinel, their eyes scanning every corner for the slightest hint of treachery. Each soldier is armed to the teeth, their weapons glinting ominously in the dim light of the hall. The air crackles with anticipation, a palpable tension that hangs heavy over the proceedings.

Outside, the sounds of the city fade into a distant murmur, drowned out by the gravity of the moment within the walls of the voting chamber. The flickering torches cast dancing shadows on the stone walls, adding an eerie aura to the already charged atmosphere.

As the citizens line up to cast their votes, a sense of urgency and determination grips the room. Whispers of conspiracy and allegiance swirl among the crowd, mingling with the low rumble of voices and the occasional clink of armor as the soldiers shift their weight.

With each vote cast and counted, the tension mounts, like a coiled spring ready to unleash its pent-up energy. The soldiers remain steadfast, their expressions stoic yet alert, ever ready to spring into action at the first sign of trouble.

General Micah, a towering figure clad in the regal armor of Stammer Nation, commands the stage with an air of authority that befits his rank. His eyes, sharp as daggers, sweep across the room, taking in every detail as he prepares to unveil the outcome of the crucial vote that will decide Eldia Nation's destiny.

The atmosphere is charged with anticipation, the tension so thick it feels almost tangible. Every breath is held, every heartbeat echoes like a drum in the silence that pervades the hall. The fate of Eldia Nation hangs in the balance, teetering on the edge of uncertainty.

As General Micah reveals the votes, the murmurs in the room grow louder, a symphony of whispers and gasps as each ballot is counted. The numbers flash on the display board, a relentless dance of equality as the votes remain deadlocked, refusing to tip the scales in either direction.

The spectators, a sea of anxious faces from both factions, lean forward in their seats, their eyes glued to the stage. The tension rises to a fever pitch, a palpable energy that crackles in the air like static before a storm.

General Micah's expression remains inscrutable, a mask of professionalism even as the stakes escalate with each passing moment. His voice booms through the hall, authoritative and commanding, as he announces the continued parity in the votes, further intensifying the suspense that grips everyone present.

"And now we have our final vote," General Micah's voice echoes through the hall, carrying the weight of the world with each syllable. The tension in the room is palpable, a coalescence of hope and apprehension that hangs in the air like a heavy fog. All eyes are fixed on the stage, where the fate of Eldia Nation is about to be sealed.

As the moment of truth arrives, Eren stands beside Historia, his grip on her hand firm yet reassuring. His eyes convey a silent message of solidarity, a promise to stand by her side through whatever outcome awaits. Historia, though visibly anxious, draws strength from his presence, her gaze fixed on General Micah as if willing the verdict to be in their favor.

General Micah's gaze sweeps over the crowd, his expression unreadable behind the stern facade of military discipline. With a deliberate pause, he declares, "The final vote goes to... The Queen!"

A surge of jubilation erupts from the Yeagerist group, their cheers and shouts drowning out all other sounds in the chamber. They leap in joy, their elation uncontainable as they celebrate the victory of their chosen leader. Eren's eyes light up with pride, his belief in Historia's leadership vindicated in that pivotal moment.