Levi's blood drenched hand wipes the rolling tears off his swollen cheek. The thought of the past few days crashed into his head like the teeth that sunk into his friends. The dark damp blood covered room stood before him in its endless abyss of pain. His friends Aron, Armon dead and Mikasa is missing. After that he went into a murderous spiral he packed food water and his favourite horse and left. Brushed off the pleads and yells of the people and the rest of the survey corp. He just couldn't, he needed to get away, from everything, everyone. The time he spent murdering would have nauseated any normal person. But he physically had to take a break and sleep but he really didn't want to. He woke up in a literal horror movie. (Present) The silent sneaky footsteps that were barely in earshot made him blurt out "shit!" His own voice foreign to him, but when the steps stop. This makes his chest tighten, he slowly pushes his hands from the floor clothes sticking to the floor. His sore muscles cramp and his body rises off the ground. Sword dragging, making a cleaning noise on the cold stone floor his feet move but his mind still in the nightmares of the previous night. His feet slowly drag fatigue of that sleepless night catching up to him. His eyes still red and puffy from tears. It feels like an hour after he finally reaches the door of the seemingly endless castle room. The stone door heavier than he, but he still managed with a big pull to open the door. What's on the other makes him jump!
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