Divergence an Ereri fanfic

This is it. Today is the day. The day that changes everything. The day I take the aptitude test. The test that defines if I stay or I go. I'm scared that the test will say that I'm not Abnegation, that I have to leave my family. But I'm even more scared that it'll tell me to stay. I wanna stay with them but I don't want to live my life like this. I want to be free to live my life. I want to be dangerous, adventurous, and wild. I want to be different. I want to be Dauntless.

The countdown began.

Three.

Two.

One.

One Day earlier...

Let me introduce myself, my name is Eren Yeager and I am a 16. I live with my parents Carla and Grisha Yeager and my adopted sister Mikasa. We're part of a Utopian society that is separated into 5 factions created after the great war, each with a different blame for the fall of humanity : those who blamed aggression created Amity, the ones who blamed ignorance created Erudite, those who blamed lies created Candor, the ones that blamed cowardice created Dauntless, and the ones who blamed selfishness created Abnegation. Amity became our farmers since they were always happy-go-lucky, Candor became our judges because they value the truth, Erudite became our teachers and educators because of their pursuit of knowledge. Dauntless became our protectors and police since they are adventurous and danger seeking and are useful in defense. And Abnegation became our city leaders and government officials since they value selflessness.

The test, as I was saying earlier, is about which faction I get to spend the rest of my life in. I only have one chance. One choice. One choice to a test that will determine where I'll sleep, where I'll eat, and what I will do for the rest of my life. Once I make that choice I won't be able to change it. Not even if I make a mistake, I won't be able to change it. Theres absolutely no turning back. No if i make a mistake that will ruin my life, I will still have to live with it, being punished to the fullest extent. There's literally no going back. It's all or nothing. In this case where being nothing means being forgotten. Alone. Unimportant. Factionless. I dont want to be factionless. Having to survive on the daily rationings given only by the Abnegation. Living my life in constant fear of humiliation and the lurking feeling of death breathing down the side of my neck.

No. I'm not going to live like that. I'm going to be different. Not like the rest of them. I keep telling myself this. I have to try my hardest. I have to be the best I can be.

And who knows, I might even find true love in my new faction. If I get into one that is.

No! I must be strong. I have to pull through.

I just have to!