Voilà voilà, the chapter I've been waiting to write to see your reaction.

I hope my tiredness isn't shown too much in it, I'm very exhausted and a bit sick. But I wanted to finish this chapter before facing the hell week ahead.

Anyways, here we have the big plot twist, and I can't wait to see your reactions. c:

'New Year's been a real blast. For the others.

Mikasa and Annie had a shifumi fight that lasted for five minutes straight, Jean was so drunk he and Armin made out, Sasha had her own new year's crepe and Connie beat us all at Just Dance.

I stayed sober the entire time, and I was kind of bored.'

Eren had started writing his thoughts down since the switch with him and Historia, admitting that it helped a lot. The brunet was laying down on his bed, curled up as he wrote down on a random paper, listening sometimes to the cold winter wind hitting the window outside.

I can't stop thinking about Historia. I want to ask how her Ball with Chicken nugget went but…

The brunet sighed, eyes lifting up to the window, gaze longing.

Thing is… I haven't heard about Historia in months, neither have we switched. Our last notes on our phones were specifically about that ball and other stuff… Maybe she's forgotten about me, now that she found her Prince.

The thought of never seeing or talking to the Blonde kind of saddened Eren, he wanted to know how she was doing…

In days that followed the winter ball, including New Year, Eren had grown unusually quiet and reserved, which worried Mikasa and Armin.

On some days, when she came back from school, Mikasa would find Eren drawing by the table, something he rarely did. And if she had the occasion to peek, she'd see that her brother was drawing strange sceneries, like a Castle, or a lonely tower. Whenever she would ask Eren what these drawings represented, he'd get grumpy.

Days kept passing, and Eren kept growing impatient. He wanted to see Historia, he wanted to talk to her, tell her that he cared about her.

There's no denying it, Eren thought sadly as he finished his last drawing, which showed the lonely tower he and Frieda went to, with a beautiful dove flying out of it. I keep thinking about her and get all worked up. She's dear to me, and I want to tell her.

During the small winter break, Eren decided to travel alone to the city to find Historia. He told Connie to cover him for work, and told Mikasa he'd go see an art exposition. Which she didn't believe, so she called Armin for help.

And indeed, as Eren made his way to the train station, with his bag over his shoulders, he could see Armin and Mikasa waiting by the entrance.

"What the hell are you two doing here?" he frowned, moving over to his friends.

"We figured something was wrong with you," Mikasa started. "You're looking for something, and we want to help."

"And you won't convince us otherwise," Armin smirked, pulling on Eren's arm. "Now let's go!"

Erne couldn't really fight against their stubbornness, so he climbed into the train with them, sighing. He then soon realized during the journey that he couldn't fight against their curiosity either.

"So, Eren," Armin hummed, looking back to his friend. "You can tell us now. It's a girl right?"

"Huh?"

"Well, you've been acting weird recently, and you're always on your phone."

Eren groaned a bit in frustration, and then nodded slowly.

"It's… A girl but.. Not what ya think. I just want to meet her."

"You don't know her?" Mikasa asked, a bit alarmed.

"I do but not…Really?"

"Ah, so online dating?" Armin asked innocently, causing Eren to sigh.

"We're NOT dating."

"Alright alright," Armin chuckled. "Tell us at least where we're going."

"…. To the city."

"Eren, there are like four cities at proximity," Armin raised a brow. "Don't tell me you don't know where she lives."

"Of course I do uh," Eren tried to remember the first day of switching, where he got lost in the city. "I think… It was Tokyo?"

Armin's jaw almost dropped. "TOKYO?"

"That's going to be more expensive than I thought," Mikasa said solemnly.

"Hey, we're not going there for sightseeing," Eren huffed immediately pulling the drawings out of his bag. "We need to find these. "

"Wow, this looks way too old and too in the woods for Tokyo," Armin frowned.

"She lives in Tokyo but her family owns this Castle," Eren explained, pointing to the pictures. "That's what I got."

"Alright," Armin smirked. "Let's go find your girl," he said with an encouraging smile.

Eren would've either groaned or roll his eyes, but no, now he was smiling, and nodding to Armin's words.

And so, the search began.

Around the afternoon, they reached Tokyo, only the biggest city the three of them have ever seen. While mikasa and Armin were taking pictures and getting excited, Eren kept walking to where he remembered Historia's House was. It wasn't easy at first, so he asked random people if they knew where the 'Reiss' was, but none of them could answer.

Geesh nobody in this city knows their neighbor.

Eren thought irritably as they kept walking around the center, soon remembering where the school was. He lead the group there, and then retraced the way to Historia's House the best he could. After all, Historia was always escorted by her Chauffeur.

Eventually, they stopped in a small, traditional ramen shop, exhausted.

"This is harder than I thought," Eren sighed, pulling out his drawings. "It's like looking for a needle in a pile of hay."

"We'll get there," Armin chirped, giving Eren an encouraging smile. "You want to find that girl, right?"

"Of course."

"Then we won't stop until we do, right Mikasa?"

The raven girl was sipping on her jasmine tea, raising a brow the two boys. "Of course. But if I have a bad feeling about her…"

"I know, you'll kick her ass," Eren rolled his eyes. "It won't be necessary."

As a waitress came back to check on them, she saw the drawings laying on the table and smiled.

"Ohhh these are beautiful. You know the Utgard Castle?" She smiled to Eren.

The brunet perked up, finally some hope returning in his eyes. "Is this what it's called? How can we go there?"

The waitress raised a brow, looking a bit hesitant. "Are you," she eyed the teens. "Ruins tourists?"

"Huh," Eren frowned, starting to grow a bit impatient. "No. We just want to find the Castle."

"Is there a problem?"

A tall Blond man dressed in a chef attire walked by the group, raising a brow to the drawings. "That's a nice reconstruction. Did you draw it?"

"Yeah," Eren handed the drawing. "We're looking for that Castle. It's the Reiss' second Residence. Do you know how to get there?"

As soon as Eren said 'Reiss', the man and the waitress' eyes widened and they looked at each other with shock and… Some sadness.

After that, they didn't say much. The man just offered to lead the teens up there. They all drove up the mountain, Eren recognized the road, and he started to feel so excited to see Historia!

But once they reached the top, on a side road, Eren jumped out of the car and looked around, frowning. There was nothing, just trees and a large empty space, yet… The scenery seemed familiar

"Hey," he frowned to the man as he walked out of the car. "This isn't Utgard Castle."

"Oh it is, boy," the Blond man said, pointing to the large, empty space. It has some stones and… Flowers? Yes. Bouquet of flowers laying on bigger stones with things written on it…

Oh no.

Eren ran to one of them, and his eyes widened when he saw what was written on it.

'In the loving memory of the Family Reiss, deceased here on December 25th 2015'

2015? But that's… That's three years ago….

Eren felt his breathing getting heavier and heavier as he stared at the grave in disbelief and pure shock. His hands started to tremble and his heart beat fast.

He felt too shocked to speak, so as soon as Armin and Mikasa joined him, the former asked the blond man.

"W-What happened here?"

The man sighed, watching the teen sadly.

"An attack on the family Reiss. Bombs were set around the Castle during the Winter Ball, where every member of the high society was. Apparently Rod Reiss had done very dirty business with untrustworthy people," he said bitterly, glaring to the side. "It's cruel that his family had to suffer from his fault."

Eren's eyes widened even more to that, and he turned around, staring at the man. "R-Rod Reiss… D-Do you know him?" he asked, voice growing higher and desperate. "H-His daughters? Frieda and Historia? Where are they?"

The man's expression turned into pure sadness and worry, his gaze lowered to Eren's question, and his silence pretty much answered the teen's question.

No… No. No no no no NO!

"B-But just a few months ago, s-she," Eren felt his throat getting dry as he took his phone out and tried to look through Historia's notes. "S-She left me notes ah-"

But just as he scrolled down the notes, they started deleting themselves. Each, and every one of the notes Historia left on Eren's phone… Was disappearing. Eren soon found himself staring at a screen that said: '0 notes left'.

… Am I losing my mind? Was it in my head this entire time?

Feeling his heart ready to burst, Eren swiftly turned around and started running into the forest, tears filling his bright teal blue eyes. He didn't even hear Mikasa and Armin call him, all he could hear were his heavy and rushed steps, his deep panting and the sound of strangled sobs escaping his lips.

No! This wasn't a dream! She existed! She was there! I know it!

In his adrenaline, Eren didn't really pay attention to where he was going. So eventually, he tripped over a stone, and fell into a pile of leaves. But as he curled up in pain, he let out a loud cry of utter devastation and disbelief. This couldn't be real! Just a few months ago, he went to class as Historia, rode horses as Historia and lived like Historia. Now… She was dead?

I can't believe this, Eren thought as he kept sobbing loudly, pressing his face into the ground, not caring about the dirt.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He cried out in pure rage and sadness, cheeks getting wet with tears and red with emotions. Once this was let out, he panted rapidly, and let out smaller sobs, his hand holding his key necklace tight as he breathed out weakly:

"Historia…"