Dragon Hearts, Broken Souls

Prologue - Birth of Psychopathy

Kon'nichiwa, Reader-kohai, and thank you for stopping by to read the first 'season' of a Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan tragic romance fanfiction I have been deeply planning to stretch at least to an incredible four-season fanfiction. First info is something...pretty important in my eyes: directing to mostly Ereri/Riren fans but also branching towards the attention of Eruri or any shipping involving Levi Ackerman, yes, this is a Levi X OC fanfic. Please do not bash the fact that you worship your pairing as the God of them all or what not, because everyone is entitled to their opinion. Besides, this is purely to give a very depressive love story, and who could pull it off better than the king of insanity and Yandere and depression, Junior? Secondly I owe a massive huge thanks to a seemingly incredibly popular unfinished game, 'Yandere Simulator'. This stealth and deception game clearly speaks in the title of the creation why it was definitely my number one source for references: Yandere. Being you will soon find out what I mean by Junior being the 'King of Insanity' soon enough, 'Yandere Simulator' was my first and most used reference to characterize his actions and how he goes about things with his genetic insanity. A few of these are him twitching upon killing, growing more severe upon killing more people, the fact he can only be calmed down by being around Senpai or just by laughing insanely, the fact he can seduce, manipulate, and deceive anyone with flawless ease, and even the feature in the 'Bad Time Mode' of the game when you attack with any of the Sans-based attacks, the left eye appears to be ignited with a ghostly-blue smoke. This is what happens when Junior becomes enraged or is on the verge of snapping into a deadly state of insanity that promises at least ten deaths. On top of such, even Junior's threat towards others to warn them of the peril they will face if they touch his beloved references the popular Sans character seen in the temporary 'easter eggs' within the debug build: "Dare lay your damned, Hell-possessed, demonic fingers on my Levi...and you're gonna have a bad time." Of course, you really cannot think of thanking a game itself without granting credit to the original creator, so for these references used I give complete and respectful credit to Yandere-dev, the incredible mastermind behind the features, ideas, and designs of the most promising Yandere-related game. I hope he does well and ends up proud with the result he shall receive up the game finally being finished and released. Many wishes from one of your most dedicated fans, Yandere-dev.

Another huge reference is actually broken down in this prologue, and is in my opinion my all-time favorite reference, as the words spoken by Ayano/Yandere-chan in the most recent cutscene basically also explains the thoughts and ideas within Junior's life. Without anymore unneeded wait, let us finally open my very first Attack on Titan fanfiction. A truly sorrowful and desperate tale of a young fifteen year old-shunned, hated, under persecution, and is the most powerful force known to exist, surpassing strengths of even the Titan Shifters and the brave and infamous corporal, Levi Ackerman-who only wants one thing if he can before he is trapped for eternity within the hands of suicide and it becomes too late: the undying want to know the love of a man, specifically Levi and no other man. Here is the most anticipated Prologue of 'Dragon Hearts, Broken Souls'... //

I can't...feel..anything...

Terror. Screaming. Screeching cries of young children. All of such confusing words I've never been able to feel or perceive for myself, danced around me like the billowing winds of a hurricane beating against my emotionless shell. I was a broken soul, a forgotten entity without the natural characteristics of a true human being, so I wasn't even daunted nor intrepid upon just standing still before a sight not any other human wanted to see in their entire life while surrounded by towering walls. Me. A fourteen year old 5'' teen standing without anything triggering me to run, staring with royal blue orbs almost completely and terrifyingly a charcoal black with blue tinge due to the dullness that gave away what human qualities I lacked upon a massive, disgraceful, dangerous threat to humanity. A hideous, massive titan, bodily features oddly resembling humans greatly, just devoured my father upon the settling of drizzling crimson blood staining the ground underneath my feet. Though as cold-hearted and disgustingly-cruel this would sound to a person with emotions, I felt nothing. I wasn't at all phased by such an event that would normally traumatize even a teen my age. I personally despised humanity, therefore humans are humans. They are all my enemies, for they have shunned me so far I have surrounded myself within an impenetrable veil of black shadows. I trust no one. I submit to no one. I am a true lone soul, and it will take a good status among every person in reality for me to open up to them. But I doubt this would even come close to existing.