xvi. what happens now?

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
[ xvi. what happens now? ]
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EREN PULLED THE trigger and felt his last and final breath come out of him. Multiple screams and cries soon became silent for Eren as he lay there, lifeless. Oluo stepped back and knew what was gonna happen next. "Well guys', you won the game." And just like that, they all saw a bright light and soon, nothing.












January 15th, 2020. Does that date ring a bell? Well, that was the date when it all started, the day when hell started. The day when someone was assigned their first dare. The day where someone "lost" the game. January 15th, 2020 is a day nobody will forget for multiple reasons. One of the most remarkable was when everyone woke up in front of Eren's house.














Marco rubbed his head as he slowly opened his eyes, feeling the snow melt on his hands. He groaned and looked over and saw the rest lying on the ground, finally getting up. "Christa?" Someone asked. "Christa!" Marco watched as Ymir and Christa hugged each other, making Marco very confused. He stood up and regained his balance.

"Mikasa?" Marco questioned shockingly as he saw the girl slowly getting up off the snow.

"I'm back," Mikasa nervously chuckled. Levi engulfed her in a hug and whispered something to her Marco couldn't quite hear. From now on, I'm gonna think about you more than myself. Everyone exchanged hugs, besides the people who were murdered by some within the group.

Hanji rubbed their eyes and stood up. "Okay, what the hell is happening?" Sasha looked down at her phone and immediately got confused.

"Wasn't it the 21st?" She questioned, receiving multiple nods. "Then why does it say it's the 15th?" Marco furrowed his brows and grabbed Sasha's phone. January 15th, 2020, he read to himself.

"We went back in time?" Rico asked, making Hanji swallow the huge lump in their throat, still feeling guilty.

"When Eren died, I think it reset the game," Ymir explained as she swallowed the lump in her throat.

"I may not be the smartest here, but maybe when Eren died, the game travelled back to the day it was created," Jean suggested softly, still getting used to being back.

"That was actually the smartest thing you've ever said," Petra sarcastically chuckled, receiving the middle finger from Jean himself. They all smiled, happy to be out of that mess. But then, Marco noticed something, there were only thirteen people there.

Not fifteen.

"Where's Oluo and Eren?" Marco asked, starting to panic.

"Why do we need to look for him? He's the one who started this shit," Hanji scoffed and folded their arms.

"He is? Never would've guessed," Petra added.

"Well, everyone thought it would be you till . . . ya know," Hanji sighed, getting a rude reaction from Petra.

"I got, 'ya know', to save your ass, Zoe. If it wasn't for me, you would've been dead a long time ago," Petra scoffed and folded her arms.

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