So yeah...new fan fiction. This is really, really short because it's the prologue. The next one is longer. In fact, I bet it's already posted...*Que. creepy music* So umm...I'm purposely being awkward and please R&R. Enjoy! My personal gratifications go to: *******, *********, and ******. Thank you. (1st 3 people to review get their names on the spaces for chapter two!) *Que. more strange music* (228 words)
Long after the story of Eren, the defeat of the titans, and the crowning of Historia Reiss… a baby was born. A little boy, born to the loving Carla and Dr. Grisha Yeager. This baby's name was Eren, though he didn't know it yet.
Carla and Grisha, unlike most people, knew their souls were old and had seen many lives and many worlds. Each time, they knew, they had lived it together. They also knew, or at least Carla did, that the soul of their son was different. This child wasn't born to them on accident. This was more like a weary soldier coming to rest at last in the grave with his name on the headstone and finding what he had been searching for after many, many tired years of searching.
The circle was closing. Either the past was to repeat itself or…the story would end, but maybe this time 'round, the ending would change…
