Prolouge

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All (Name) could see was darkness. Why is it so dark? He searched to see if he could feel anything. Ow, my head really hurts..and something else does, but what? It feels like...my eyes?! (Name) began to panic and forced his eyes open to see what looked to be what is left of a burning building. What...what happened? (Name) looked down to see that he is wearing all white; bleach white jeans, a long-sleeved shirt, and no socks or shoes. Then, he noticed the ash on his clothes. This is making my head spin...why can't I remember anything?

'That's because you're not supposed to, idiot.'

W-What was that?! (Name) spun his head around looking for some sign of life, only to find none.

'You're not going to find anyone.'

Now, (Name) started to get annoyed, who is this jerk? He continued to look around, only to get the same result. Why can't I see him?

'Because I'm in your head, obviously.'

(Name)'s eyebrows furrowed with his (eye colour) eyes showing agitation. Like he was going to believe this guy! After all, I'm not insane..am I? He focused his attention to his surroundings, well, what was left of them. In the far left corner he noticed what seemed to be remains of a lab coat.

'Yeah, don't look at that.'

(Name) tilted his head in confusion. "Why not?"

'Just..just trust me. Please.'

He actually sounded...desperate. (Name) decided to trust him, for now. He averted his eyes to his feet, which were dirty and had no scratches.

"Where are you?" He asked the disembodied voice as he messed with his slightly long (hair colour) hair. This is extremely confusing.

'I already told you, in your head and before you ask how, I'm your conscience.....please don't ask how.'

"And what if I do?"

'I would tell you this; You're not able to comprehend it, yet.' The voice added 'yet' after a small pause.

"I'm supposed to go along with whatever you say?" (Name) was getting angry now. He looked around again only seeing charred remains and occasional white coats. Man, he was missing colour already. The voice made a sound that (Name) interpreted as a sigh.

'They didn't mention that you'd be such a pain.'

Ouch. That stung.

"Fine, I'll be a good boy and listen..sorry."

'Thanks, it'd be a great help.' The voice paused again for (Name) assumed to fine the right words to say. 'I know you might not believe me, but you know me-or at least, you used to..' Mr. Voice, (Name)'s nickname for him now, went to his depression mode again.

"I did?" He started to feel guilty for how he treated him. "I'm sorry, Mr. Voice."

'...Don't worry about it.' Mr. Voice started. 'Anyway, I guess I should explain things. Try to believe me..'

(Name) lowered a brow while he thought about his choices. Either wander around confused and lost, or listen to what this 'guy' seems to know. After a moment of thought, (Name) felt irritation and impatience, only it wasn't his own. Was it Mr. Voice's feelings? If so, (Name) decided to listen.

"Okay, I trust you." He huddled against the black remains of a wall and hugged his knees, a position he was quite comfortable in.

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Ding Ding went with Eren


Heheh, sorry if you wanted someone else!

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