Hey all, welcome to the prologue of Attack on Titan: Fall of the People of the North. This is the prologue so don't expect any kickass action scenes until later.
The concept is my own idea. One day me and my friends were discussing feasibility of the humans hiding underground from the Titans; and so Mirai was born. Please read and review to give me an incentive to write more, I'm really hoping to milk this story like it were a prized cow, so drop my fine ass a review.
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I stared at the damp, grey ceiling wondering; I wondered what beauty and vibrancy was hidden behind the thick rocky roof of Mirai, that's the name of the city I have lived in almost all my life. I call it a city because it's the biggest place I know, elders often say that Mirai would barely qualify as the village in the "before time", which never ceased to amaze me.
"Basically you're saying that before the Titans appeared there were cities larger than this?" I would ask,
"Yes, much bigger, and there'd be cattle and sheep and an endless supply of water," Yuma, the oldest man in the city would reply.
No matter how many times I hear the stories the elders tell, I can never quite get my head around it, but I suppose that's what happens when a person is completely restricted to the world. Mirai was a depressing place, it was scarcely lit, the roof of the cave often dripped and every day was a struggle just to get food or water. Everyone who lived in Mirai were not far off rotting corpses due to our lack of nourishment. That's the price you pay to escape the clutches of the Titans.
Mirai is an underground cave system, there are overall around 10 or 11 cities. The reasoning for this is so we can push back in case Titans ever invade. The 4 passages in Mirai are named Hanna, which is north of the city. Yuki, which is East. And Kokoro and Keikaku, which are south and west of Mirai. I've never seen a Titan before, but whenever I ask a look of fear always spreads across the face of whomever I am speaking with and they begin to sweat profusely.
"They can't be that powerful," I would remark, with somewhat of a smug look on my face,
"Listen here Akhito, if the Titans weren't all they're cracked up to be why would we be living in a filthy place like this?" My friend Chihiru would reply.
"When I'm older I'm going to venture outside of this boring place and explore the world," this truly was my one goal in this life. I wanted to slaughter every Titan and reclaim our world.
I always imagined what the outside world would behold; beautiful, rich blue skies, fluffy weightless clouds seamlessly floating through the sky. I would occasionally look around Mirai and contemplate how it looked from the outside, surely it couldn't be as ugly as the inside of it. I wanted to consume fresh air, drink refreshingly cold water and feel the hot rays of the sun on my pale skin; that is my dream in life.
Sometimes I would hear tales of a distant city which for a number of years managed to fight off the Titans. The story claimed that there were three layers of impenetrable wall; Maria, Rose and Sina I believe. They were safe until one day a fleshy titan appeared out of no where and effortlessly destroyed the outer wall, bringing with it an endless wave of blood thirsty titans who slaughtered almost everyone in sight, few people managed to escape that nightmare alive that day. This story however is not an old one, apparently all this took place around the time I was 6 years of age.
"No way, we're the last remaining humans on this planet, get used to it," angry parents yelled at Yuma for telling their offspring the story of Wall Maria, but despite this we as children believed every word Yuma spoke.
I am not here today to tell you myths and legends, I am here to tell you the story of how I, Akhito, lived the legends the elders spoke of. This is how I became a scout for his majesty's services.