Hell Is Adaptable

Hell Is Adaptable

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The same people who less than a day ago were talking themselves up to be prepared for the fight of a lifetime were the same ones who held their hands in their hair and dropped to their knees, trembling and murmuring about how 'this can't possibly be real, this is hell.' Some still stood their ground though, their impassible sternness present on their emotionless faces. Maybe at one point these were the ones who were also on the ground quaking in fear, but by now they have all seen what hell truly looks like. It's not some blazing underground pit of torment, but rather the open field, crawling with creatures that ripped the same comrades they learned to love apart. It's the nightmares that haunt your dreams for months, the same feeling of weakness you felt in that moment when you realized you couldn't save them coming back to you every night in your sleep. Hell was a thing you grew to live with. (Shingeki No Kyojin/Attack on Titan: Levi Heichou/Ackerman/Original Character)
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**EDITING** The longer you live like animals, the easier you turn into them. Being from the underground you knew what it was like to be desperate and caged, to know there was a line, invisible or not, that you couldn't cross. Your entire life, you strove to be free of the underground, to live among those on the surface, to feel normal again. But with your scarred past and obscure future, that dream slipped further away with each passing day. By some turn of fate, you clawed your way through the underground streets, learned how to fight-and in turn, how to win. But fighting your way to the top came with a price, and one the scouts would soon come to collect. Now, fighting for a new team in a new world, you're given a fresh start, a way to move forward from the horrible labs and abandonment of the forgotten city. Again you're forced to start from the bottom, slowly chipping your way back to the top, fighting between confronting your past and looking towards the future. In the process, you find yourself coming face to face with a stoic figure who comes with a mysterious yet familiar past. As you learn to trust each other, you find your own impenetrable façade crumbling like the walls, all at the fault of one man. {Book One} ***Quick Disclaimer-I own only my own characters and plot line in this story, and have no ownership over AOT or its characters***

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