It's the apocalypse. Except she didn't have a idea what to do when it hit. She has less than .25 ounces hope left with no one around to help her, she has to rely on her quick thinking, wits and anything else she can use and afford.

"To achieve greatness, one must kill for it." Well, two years ago, I was just sitting in my dorm-room , eating chips. That was two years ago. Now, two years later, I'm sitting in my bedroom, except this time it's a different bedroom than expected. (This is an AOT/SNK fanfic, and it most likely will not be good. I will also be changing the title and cover later on in the book.)