When the light finally dimmed after what felt like hours Erwin found himself in bed. Their bedroom was cosy; a large bed carved from teak wood draped with woven blankets andduck feather pillows. There was a small dressing area and a large freestanding mirror. The morning sun was just creeping through the curtains and he could hear the sounds of the shower running. He groaned rubbing his aching side. Was he bruised? What had even happened? What day was it?
"̴̧̺̞̪̥͙̰͕͍̻͖̱̯͂̓̄̅̇̚Y̴̭͍͗̓̔̓̽̌̀̔̆̿̎́̓̿̈́͘̚/̷̜̳͇̫͕̞̰̺̻̺̟͛̈́̌̒Ņ̸͙͖͔̬̩̟͙͎̮̙͙̭̤̅̌̈́͝ͅ,̶͔̙̹̗͕̺̮͋͆̆̊͒͋͘ ̵͙͔̞̥̝̩̋̽î̶̹̯̞͍͈̀͘͝ṫ̸͍͇̩̻̩͉͚̉͐̿̓͒̂̇͛͒̒͑̋̍́̈'̴̧̡͉͓̖̳͔̜̟̒̐͊̃̑̇̋̀́̾̾̚͘s̶̡̠̺̞̖̦̠̼̪̠͍̹̗̗̗̅̀́̏̈̔͗̌͊̋̂̃̂͌͝ ̸̧̛̛̣̘̩͎̣̫̬̞̘͓̹̱͉̣̏̄͌̔̀̂̾͒̋́̋͌̕͘͘ͅb̶̛̛̛͙͈̭͇̝̖̠́̐̔̆̔̈̀͒̔͌̄͘͜͝ë̶̡̥̤͚̦̝̳̞̜͇͇̳̦͉̭̗́̄̿̎̚̕e̷̝͉͕͍͕̭̣̍̂̏̏̅͌̽́̕͝n̶̫̝̘̲̩͚̺͐̈́͊͋̊̄͗͆̍̓̂̌́̄͆͂͘ͅ ̶̤̝͍͓̪̪̒͑̽̏̈͂͘ą̶̭̣̳̦̜̜̰́̉́̿̈̇̂̑́́̄͒͘͝ ̶̡̦͖͎̮̝͓̫̙̝͎̫͎̖̞̪̊͝w̵̻͎̫̰̰̝̼̲̘̓̿͊̇̓̊̈́̌̋͋̀͑͆̈́͘͝͝h̷̢̨͕̦̞̘̦̟͇̍į̴̡̢̡̳̠̟̖̮̠̤̩̫͚͓̰̅́̐͌̌̔̒̈͑́̽̒̈́̏̀͘͠ļ̸̨̧̩͔̹̹̩̜͚̻͔̒͛̇̍́̈́̅̔͆͗͋͝͝ͅẹ̴̝̖͐̆̓̓̃̍̓̓͊̓͛̆́̎̌̈́̚͜.̸̨̺̟̮̩̪̠̺̤̓̂̌̃̾ ̶̨̔̒̓̃͋͒̓̂̀͑̀͘̚Ḩ̵̢̧̩̤͔̲͚̺͔͉̘̝͈͒̈́͌̒̋̆̕̕̕͜͜o̵̡̰̰̲͛̓͌͆̒͐̚͝͠ͅw̴̢̫̝̠̭̯̞͕͊́̆̄̀̆͋ͅ ̶̛̻͎͈̩͍͆̊͗̎̋͒͛͒̀a̸̧̬̼͖̻̰̰̗͕͋̀̍r̸̨̧͍͈͚̹̠̲̞͔͇̱̩̲͂ë̸̡̮̘͖̞́ ̷̨̨̤̳́̿̋̀̽́̋̉̽̈́̓̾́̚͠y̵̠͙̟͔̟̫͐̊̓̏̾̋͘̕̕̕ő̴̪̤͚̖̤̖̳̯̱͉͑̈́̄̑̄̏͘͜ũ̶̱͗̃̂̽̓̓͒̋̈̇ ̸̧̨͉͙͎͍̹̖̣̟̥͓͙̗̩̭̈̉͒d̵̛̰̫̱̺̀̃̄̒̐̃̌̑͘͘̕͝ͅͅo̷̡̮͉̻͍̹̟̹̟̤̜̓̔͆͂̏̈́͠͝ḯ̸̧̭̳͈̘̹̠̲̭͔̹̓̈́̒͋͆̍͗̈́̃̇̿͝ņ̷̛̭̫͓̗̦͎̼͚̲̪̲̤̖͔̻̟̇̄̾́͗͒̈́͐̇̉̑̒g̸͙̝̞͎̰̘̞̼͖̜̮̥̞̋̀͆́͒͛̾͒̋̽̑̈́̚͘͜͝ͅ?̸͍͚͎̝͇͇̺̿̎̔́͌̎̋̆"̶̧͕̱̠̫̹̱̳̭̩̳̬̈͛͘͠ͅͅ
̵̢̩̥̙̬̙̣̟͍̲̹̗̯̒̆̌̍̚̕̚"̸̛͖̫̗̘̠̭̤̠ͅḮ̷̜̔̂͋̑̋͊̔͒͂͌͂̔̆̚̕͠'̸͉̗̰̫̿́̍͊͊̌̓͋̀̀͐̚͝͠m̷̖̬̠͇̩̳̑̒̓́̇́͝͝͠ ̶̧̗̘͈̰̙̗͍̻̞̮̰̻͎͕͓̩̓͊̓̃̓͑̓̑̇͗́̊͆͝͠f̴̧̝̦͔̭̺̳̜̪̘͖̖̙̘͐̀̀̐͊̾̐͂̈́͘ͅi̶͈̠̮̖͈͋̊́̌̈̆̍̇͊́̆͠ñ̶̛͌͗̐̔̚ͅé̴̮͕͈̙̯̲̞̤̉͘͘,̷̛̖̲͒̍́͋̆̈̐̈́̌̿̚ ̵̨͎̞̼̀̏̒̽̎̈́͐̇͆̐́̈̾͠͝ȉ̴̢̛̻͍̹̙͔̮̭̍̓̑̈̄̕̕͜͝ͅͅt̷̨͖͈͈͍̍̊͊̆̎͆͑̀̀̄̇͝ş̸̨̹̖̞͕̥̞̲͚̬̮̩͓͐̀̀̍͒͒͐̈́̽͗́̃̚͝͝ ̶̨̣̩̙̖̮̱͚͛̿͜h̵̨̧͍̗̥̻͍̻̪̣́͆̽͛̍̂̿̋̂i̶̢̼͙̦̖͖̦̰̹̍̚͠͠ͅm̴̛̮̦͓͔͔̔̀̄͒͗͌̄̏͜͝͝ ̵̧̱̬͕̣̰͎̬͎͙̙̘̩̯̉̓͒̃̈́̾̓͊̌̈́̚͝͠į̸̪̝͖̝̹͚̙̫̰̻͓͚̉̒̓̓͐͠ͅͅ'̶̭̺͂̐̐͌̀̇̏͗͐͒̃̓̋̿̑͐̕m̵̧̧̲̘̗̠̭͙̎̌͐̇́̚͜͝͠ͅ ̵̲̣͈̞͗̓w̸̛̪̘̜͈̳͚̖̥̳̝͙̤͈̣̪͊͗̏͋̀͛̕ǫ̸̛̣͓͙̫̬͊͋̐̄̽̇̋̈͊͑̆̍͑̿͝r̸̙̺͎͖͔͔̬͙͖̋̂͒̄͛̿̀̆̂̐͂̐͐͑̄r̵̜̖̠̞̹͗̓̍́̒͊̅͛̔͒̄̀́̂͝͝͠ǐ̵̢͎̟̪̯̠̟̭̖̺̺̳̜̀̒̆͐͛̄̎̕ë̶̛͎͖́̐͆̀̋͐͆̽̎̽͒͝d̷̡̢̘͕̹̺̜̞̺͇̼͍̮̞͒͒̊͝ ̶͈̜̣̻͍̟̯̘̈̓͑̕á̵̧̢̠͎̟͎̠̖̙͔͇̤͓̺̭̠̀̍͛͗̓̓͝b̴̛̖̞̺̞̳̻̼̣̺̖͍͈̞͉̼̯̾̓̓̈́͜ȏ̸̢̡̢͖͎͔̼̝̞̲͍̺̤ù̷̦̟̞̻̰̟̯͙̖͋̑̓̂͝͝t̵͈̥͔̝̟̥̠͔͇͇̤̺̯̎.̵̨̨̧̧̟̯͈͍̼͓̬̲̜̠͌̔̇̌͗̅̒̾̊̆.̴̮͓̰̙̩̬̟̌̿̾̏͌̈́͒̎̄͐̉̓̆̂̀̚͝.̷͔̮͗̀͑͒̉̈͜"̴̛̫̃͐̉̚
̶̟͕̦͉̞͕̇̀̀̋̊͠͝"̵̝̰̝͇̺̙̫̣̝̜͓͎͈͖͐͑̐́̎T̶̢̖̣̝̻͉̺̣̥̭͓̈́͗͜ͅḧ̵̦̺͙͂̒̅͑͐̃̊ȧ̴̺̩̘̩̖̠̫̲͓͉̲͕̺̝̣̓̾̇̃͑̽͐́͋͒̅̋͝t̸̥̼͔̞̮̺͇̞̻̠̉̄̐͝s̵̡̢̙͚̗̳̝͖̟̈́͋̒͘̚ͅ ̶̡̡̢͓͈̩̥̗̦̹͓̤̫̟̬̝̝̆̓̏̉͑̌̄̈͒̎̉́̈́u̷͓̦͈̺̫͇͚̞͕̍͊͐͜͝ṇ̴̨̡̺̘͚͈̜̀̌͝͝͝d̴̢̨͉̹̝̟̺̣̍̈́̓ę̷̢̠̣̖̤̺̦͍͎̗͙͈͈͈̳͗͋̌͛͊̅͘͜r̸̨̛̪̝̩̳̲̰̙͈̞̙͉̄̃̑͒͋͗͛̀̌̈́̔̃̽̍̅̕ͅs̸̛͙̟͖̩̥̞̘̠̳̤̫͍͇̘̱͛̿͌̀̌̊̔͒̊͗t̶̨̨̩͎̻̣̘̣͖̏ͅä̸̪̗̖̻͔͎̲͉̰̫̥̖́̌̈́̿̕ṅ̵̢͎̝̰̥̲͈̙̖̺̠̺̭̲̈̔̂͂͑d̵͔͇͚̰̊â̷͕̤̞͔͉̞͈͎͛͝ḇ̸͉̘̯̦̱̣͙̰̙̬̦͎͎͐͗͛̑́̎̑̎̌͗͗̌͆̉̅͋́͜ľ̸̡̨̛̛̟̪̘͓̞̭̫̺͇̜̖͙̃͐̉͐̊̅̑̇̍̆̎̓͠ͅe̸̬̪̼̮̫̩̟͉̭̝̞̻̳̯̞̓̅̋́̈́.̶̮̙̻͖̓̍̅̂̊͂̏̔̆͊̔̇͂̒͒͘͜ ̶̜͖̮̯̹́̎̓ͅI̶͙͐'̴̢̻̳̼̦̲̞̟̣̩̿͋͛̍m̷̻̺̲͓̯̦̟̘͛̔̄̽̋̆̊̋̇͘͝ ̵͕̟̳̰̟͚̞͖̩̓͂͋̌̊̄̍͗̍͂ͅá̸̡̧̡͈̳̹̯͚̤̟̳̤͔́̈́́͂̽̽̚͘ͅf̸̢̤͙̣̣̮͇̖͂́̏ͅr̶̰̪̲̍́̄͠a̵̠̲̎̀̋̓̍͗̿̓͛͒͆͗͂̊̚͝͝i̵͍̭̤͝d̴̛̦̩͚̺̜̮̹͍͆͑̉́́̄̀̒͌̐̎͠͠ ̴̢̖̼̯̯̳̉̈́̇̓̋̂̐͒̄̓͂̕̕ͅI̷̢̢̛̞̬̜̬̥̣͙͚̯̖̱̗͕̙̙͌̀̈́̇̓̆͐͗͊̊̌͒͘ ̶͚͍̟͍̗̰͎͗͆̉̓̂̂̌̐͆͐̀̑͂̈̀͝͠h̶̨̢̰̟̹̺͍̺͇͎̱͖̩̹̠̰̐́ȁ̸̦̝͖̬͜v̸͚̂̍͗̋̾̿͐͋̈̈́͒͗͘͘͠e̴̢̨̗̖͉̿̏̑̓̽̚ ̵͇̹̟̻̻͖̝͂̈́͛̇̇͑̃̆̔́͐̄͘͠s̶̮̺͓͉͗͆̉̑̉̂̑̓̈͝͠o̶̥͓̲͔͈͇̹̯̘͍͚̱̫͑͂m̸̨̰͉̲̞̩̣͇̠̮̼̥̗͚̾e̷̢̨̡̢̯̗̯̟̜̭̮̹̬͖̜̿́̈̿̇̈́͒́͑̈̈́̇̄̕͝ ̵̱̮̝̹̤́̊̀̀̈̃̋́̈́͘͜b̷̩̫̻̪̰̋̾͂̃̌̎̑̀̀̓́́̃̌͐̔͝á̴̲͗̎̀ḍ̴̡̛̲̟̓̓́̀͑̀͛͌̔̎̊̀́̕̚͝ ̸̼̥̪̥̠͑̽̿̾͗̈́́̆̐̑̕n̴̨̢̛̛̦̜͖͖͚̯͈̙͍̠̄̉̈́̀e̴̝̗͙͍̺̬̮̘̬̤̺̲͓̐̈̍͜͜͜͝͠w̶̨̛̗̃̆̉́̌̃̿͆͐̃͂̀̈́̋s̷̡̧̪̰̜̯̥̘̙̠͖͈̼̙̞̈́͛̎̈́͑̔̆͐̽̽̓̓̔͒.̸̛̺̜̥̉͑́̐̈́̍̑͂̊̊̐̕̕͠ͅ.̷̧̗̩̪̻̘͚̼̺̰̜͒̈́͒͛͛͋̉̔̒͊͊.̴̨̧̧̛̥͙͎̲̩̠̺͙̰̰̓̇̾̿̐̓͜ͅ"̵̨̥̳͈͚̟̱̝̠͍̣̼̝͖͓̓̈́̈́͛̾͝
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Romance(#1- Erwin (1st Dec 2021!) When forced to choose between new found love or life long duty, how can you be sure the one you choose is right? Erwin Smith is the commander of the survey corps and the many losses in his life have made him fearful of lov...
