𝙴𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜~ 𝙰𝙾𝚃

11: The Battle of Trost - (Part - V)

[RESPONSE]

HEAT. An unbearable, searing heat consumed him, burning through every fiber of his being.

It was as if his body was melting, his senses overwhelmed by agony. He could barely think, barely breathe.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Eren cursed, his voice hoarse, his vision blurred.

Then, clarity struck like a cruel revelation. The world around him came into focus, and what he saw made his stomach lurch.

Bodies. Torn, lifeless, scattered across the bloodstained ruins.

The scent of death was thick in the air, choking him. His heart pounded violently against his ribs.

"It wasn't... It wasn't supposed to be this way." His voice trembled with frustration and despair.

His hands clenched into fists, though one was barely there.

"We have changed over the past five years... We trained as hard as we could. We thought long and hard. It was all to defeat them... So that they couldn't take anything else from us."

A weak, broken voice cut through the haze of carnage.

"It's hot."

Eren turned sharply, eyes widening in horror.

A girl-half-dead, her body mangled beyond recognition-lay motionless in Titan's enormous stomach with him.

Her dimming eyes stared at nothing, her lips trembling.

"It's so hot... Save me, Mother." She whispered, her voice fading like the last embers of a dying fire.

"Mother?"

The word sent a knife through Eren's chest.

The memory of his own mother-her last moments, her desperate screams-flashed before his eyes.

"Mother..." He muttered, his breath uneven.

"Mother?"

"Why? Why did this always happen? Why did they take everything?"

His nails dug into his remaining palm, his teeth grinding together in barely restrained fury.

"Why does this happen? Why do they take everything from us? Our lives... Our dreams... Why?" He clenched his jaw, his entire body trembling with the weight of his emotions.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" He roared, pulling his mangled arm up.

"I won't give up! I'll eliminate them all... Every single Titan! I'll kill them myself!"

Something ignited within him-a rage so powerful it felt as though his very soul was catching fire.

His body twisted, his veins burning with an unnatural force.

His mind drowned in one thought, one desire:

"Kill them all."

Then, everything erupted.

A monstrous roar tore through the battlefield as Eren burst forth, no longer the helpless boy consumed by pain, but something else entirely.

His Titan form rose, its colossal body wreathed in steam, muscles coiling with power.

The Titan that had swallowed him had no chance to react before it was torn apart.

Flesh shredded, bones cracked, and the air filled with the sickening sound of destruction.