the heart of the future depends on the actions we do today. But what if I stop moving? His face stretched into despair as he looked at the body in his arms. His screams, louder than the footsteps of the titans around him. His body was shaking, at the same time trying to wake the girl. Tears were streaming down his face. "No. No no, come on! You're going to live!" He looked up at the towering figure in front of them. She stared at them blankly. "You're going to save her right?! You can do that right?!" But all she did was turn her back against him, the dying girl and the world that's falling apart. "Why.." He whispered to himself. "Why are you doing this to me?" -- Everybody remembers Ymir. Ymir Fritz. The girl who made a deal with the earth devil 1,820 years ago, granting her the powers of a titan. Thirteen years later, she died and her soul was split into 9. These 9 souls were the Titans. Founding Titan Beast Titan Cart Titan Armored Titan Female Titan Attack Titan War Hammer Jaw Titan. Colossal Titan. Evrybody remembers and know the story, but what we all forgot was the devil Ymir made a deal with. In a different universe, in a different timeline, in a different world, this devil was reincarnated into a beautiful young lady. A lady with h/c (hair color) hair, e/c (eye color) eyes. She holds the power of this devil. What she gave, she can always take back. the question is, does she know 𝘩𝘰𝘸? -- Y/n was just doing her own thing when she suddenly got sucked into a world full of mindless, hungry-for-human giants also known as, TITANS. what is she going to do now? || started this book as a crackfic but it's serious book now. ||CONTAINS SPOILERS || First chapters are very CRINGEY since i did not know what I was writing. After a few more chaps, it gets a plot.

VIRAGO; attack on titan Status: finished POV: You're reincarnated into Attack on Titan. And it's not ok. !Warning! Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan or any of it's characters. Credits go to Isayama Hajime. Any media I used in this story are not mine, unless of course I said it's mine. Although, I do own, my own plot. And my OC Ernesta Emberstone, but i don't own you.

All you could remember was running through the halls before losing consciousness. The next thing you know is that you're in a familiar yet foreign place. [Don't take this story too seriously, mainly wrote it for fun, lmao]