He sat alone at the cliff in the middle of the night again.
This time he held a few pieces of paper in his hands, twirling his pencil in contemplation.
"It's a start." He murmured.
On one paper held everything he knew about the corrupt government.
From their plans.
To the names of each of their members that he could remember.
To the weapons they use and the mechanism behind it.
To Rod Reiss.
To Kenny Ackerman.
To the Titans within the walls.
That was one part that needs to dealt with first before the Survey Corps leave the walls for Shiganshina.
After another hour he had written down everything he could remember about Marley and the outside world.
From their technology.
To their customs and traditions.
To the nine Titans.
To the Tyburs
To the Restorationists.
To the Warriors.
A yawn escaped his lips.
One more piece of paper.
In it he wrote everything he knew about the Survey Corps.
From Hange's love for Titans.
To Levi's compulsive cleaning disorder and love for all things cleaning related.
To Erwin's new scouting formation only revealed to the Survey Corps.
To the Survey Corps' daily schedule and classes/subjects.
All the proof he needs to show when the truth will be revealed.
When he was done he rolled the three pieces of paper up before tying them in a scroll-like manner with a piece of string he stole from the laces of one of the sleeping cadets.
He put inside a wooden box that he snatched from Shadis's office.
The man should lock his windows one of these days because it was too easy.
Eren went away from the cliff and towards a small tree and put the box down in front of it.
He walked a good distance away before biting his right hand, breaking flesh.
He concentrated and the Power of the Titans manifested within him.
He kneeled in his Titan form, using a single finger to scoop a moderate amount of dirt with the utmost precision.
With the box gently placed in the hole, he put the dirt back to where it belonged.
Eren pulled out a knife he stole from the kitchen and marked the tree in front of the dirt with a small "X".
Releasing a tired sigh, the Titan shifter left the area.
Upon returning to his bed after dropping off the knife Eren stared at the ceiling.
Playing God was something he didn't want to do again.
He did so when he took so many lives to protect his home, family, and freedom.
Eren Yeager was a walking monster.
A devil.
But if he had to do so to protect what he held dear then so be it.
After all...
He was given a second chance.
He didn't know how or why... but he won't waste this gift.
This...
rebirth.
