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Ghost Whispers [AOT fanfic]
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The corporal was always aware that he wasn't going to make it through the war. Every day he prepared for his life to be ripped away from him when he put on those 3DMG straps, but life refused to let him go for what felt like eternity. He was ready to take it away himself when Farlan and Isabel had left him. But there was one thing he was confident of: he never expected him to go out like this, and stick around afterwards.
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