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𝘈/𝘕: 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳.
𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳.
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳...𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵.
𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑫 𝑶𝑵, 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉. Each moment peeled back the illusion, stripping away rose-tinted calm until all that remained was the raw, unflinching truth.

We saw it. All of us.

The car swerved—hard—tires shrieking, front wheels lifting. Sparks screamed as the rear scraped across the pavement, and then— Gone.

Over the edge. Swallowed whole by the cliff's black mouth.

Silence.

The kind that suffocates.

No movement. No sound. Just the wide-eyed paralysis of disbelief.

As if not breathing could somehow stop the inevitable.

And then—

Reiner.

He moved before anyone else. Before Ruben, even—who shouted his name too late, hand outstretched but catching only air.

Reiner was already gone.

He bolted out of the vehicle like a bullet fired from God's own chamber—faster than instinct, faster than fear.

Something inside him had snapped.

My quiet brother.

The boy who once cried over a bloody nose, who screamed and flailed to avoid being shipped off to the military to become another cog in the machine. 

The one who'd walked away from the family legacy like it was a curse he refused to carry.

That Reiner was gone.

What remained was no longer a man—it was a weapon, honed by rage and tempered through years of brutal discipline. Boots crunched over glass and gravel as he closed the distance in seconds. Not minutes. Seconds. A blur or rage and muscle and precision.