Hello!
First of all, sorry for the really late delay. Many, many things happened in real life and I had a big writer's block.
To be honest, I wrote this ending the day after the last chapter was published, but I wasn't satisfied with it. I kept tinkering it, editing it, and felt a bit discouraged because I knew I could do better. And I didn't want to fall into that writer's trap 'start something, never finish it, and start something else instead'.
But while I was trying to reach perfection, I kept you waiting, and I realized that I could only reach a good level of writing by practicing.
This isn't my best, but it's not my worst either.
I finally decided to publish the ending, so that I can move on, and stop tinkering it lol.
All your nice comments gave me the courage to publish it, so thank you so much!
ALSO THIS STORY GAINED SO MANY FOLLOWERS AND FAVORITES AND IT IS PART OF A COMMUNITY LIKE OMG IS THIS A THING?
I feel so honored. XD
This isn't the last time I'll write Erestoria. Boy with what is happening in the manga right now, you bet I'll try to come up with something!
These two are beautiful and this ship has so many things to offer so share all the Erestoria/Erehisu love that you can!
With this, I present you the Finale. Enjoy! :D
Working for a travel agency named 'Uprising' was definitely not what anyone would've expected from Historia Reiss.
She was supposed to be the soldier's wealthy wife, who would bear beautiful children,. But neither her, nor the soldier in question named Reiner, wanted this.
After the incident five years ago, Historia had inspired her friends to follow their dreams and detach themselves from the suffocating influences of their wealthy and famous family.
Ymir became a well-known traveler who would occasionally appear on TV, but only to wave excitedly at the camera and greet Historia. Reiner still became a soldier, but after a nearly fatal accident with his legs, he decided to rest and instead become a multi-sport trainer.
Historia felt quite proud of her friends, and of herself too. She left the Reiss House shortly after the incident, and got in contact with her sister Frieda. She managed to find a cheap apartment inside a city, more in the South. She felt… Oddly attracted to the South of the country. Mostly because there was a lot of nature, and history, was what she thought.
And despite staying by the desk all day, satisfying the company's clients, she enjoyed this a lot, being independent, and discovering all these places from behind her computer. She felt like she was traveling too, discovering the outside world.
But despite her happiness, she felt as though something was missing… As if… Somebody was missing in her life. Somebody to share those travels with… She had carried this feeling with her since the incident…
Because of that, walking alone and seeing happy couples has always sent a bittersweet feeling to her throat. Someone was missing.
And he didn't know who.
Eren had just recently moved to the nearest biggest city, currently jumping from mini-jobs to mini-jobs. And while it made him feel happy to see Armin live the perfect love with Jean, and Mikasa becoming the most respected boxing woman in the city thanks to a certain guy named Levi, he couldn't help but feel like he too needed a boost from someone.
Or simply a trip somewhere. He's always wanted to explore what was outside his village, with just a bag on him, and a camera on his shoulder. But this odd feeling of missing someone has always stopped him from doing that. He wanted to share this experience, but he didn't know with who.
This how he landed at 'Uprising', a travel company Armin told him about. He wanted to get some flyers to get ideas, and so walked into the small building, greeting the receptionist with an awkward smile.
As he looked through flyers, a familiar voice interrupted him.
"Oi, brat."
Levi stood behind him, glancing up to him curiously. Eren turned around, blinking down on the small, yet intimidating man. Ah. Mikasa's trainer.
"Ah, hello Mister," he greeted politely. "You're… Looking for a vacation too?"
"I work here you idiot," Levi deadpanned. "And what type of young adult are you, going through flyers instead of just booking on the internet?"
"Eh just… I dunno."
Levi blinked slowly to Eren's awkward response, not impressed. He then grabbed a flyer Eren was holding, reading it and frowning.
"You really want to leave? You don't even have the money."
"I'm just trying to get inspiration for… I dunno actually," Eren sighed, shrugging. "Dumb idea, I know… I'll just go and book on the internet," he mumbled, giving Levi a nod before walking away, suddenly feeling a bit disenchanted. Why did he come here again?
He pulled his hood on as he exited the building, seeing as it was raining heavily today. The brunet sighed again, and turned around to leave on the left.
Just then, a particular blonde with an umbrella came from the right of the building, about to enter it when suddenly… She stopped and looked back to the hooded figure who just left the building. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, bright blue eyes watching the hooded figure curiously.
She stood there for another moment, deliberating something… Then entered.
"Good day Mister Levi," Historia chirped as she spotted her boss by the flyers.
Levi just raised a brow at her and nodded. They both then made theirs ways to the elevator.
"Read the newspaper today?" he asked in a monotone voice.
"Yes… It's been five years already," Historia smiled sadly.
All morning, she had seen the titles of the incident that happened five years ago on newspapers. Her father was still victim of his lies and rumors, but the group of Eldinons have been arrested after this, and even today, news found it interesting to keep updates on all this. For Historia, these were just bitter reminders she'd rather ignore.
Every year, on this day, she felt this heavy feeling of emptiness being stronger than any other day. Which was way today, Levi sent her home early after a mediocre performance at work. He reassured her that she worked very well on most days, and thus, that she could allow herself one day of moodiness.
The rain had stopped by the time Historia joined the bus. She sat by a window, staring blankly outside, her gaze a bit lost.
But suddenly, something, or rather someone, caught her eye as the bus stopped to a halt. Right there, in the bus opposite to hers, sitting also by the window… A brunet young man that looked so familiar, felt so familiar, yet she's never seen before.
She stared at him with awe and shock, and to her grand surprise, he suddenly looked up, and noticed her too. They both nearly jumped up, eyes wide locking onto one another.
All my life…
I've been looking for someone!
The buses started driving again, and the two suddenly pressed their hands against the window, as if afraid of losing sight of the other.
The two promptly left the bus at the next halt, and started running. They didn' t know who the other was to them, but this feeling of emptiness had suddenly vanished the moment they locked eyes.
Trying to find their way back to the former station, Historia and Eren had so many thoughts rushing through their minds, and determination running through their veins.
Who was that person?
Why did they feel like they knew them?
Why were they running to them like their lives depended on it?
They both stopped at the end of a bridge, where the station they saw each other was. They panted heavily as they looked up… Suddenly seeing each other.
There was something about this other person… That meant so much to them. They didn't know why, but it felt reciprocated… Could it be… That this person was the one who would fill up this emptiness they were feeling?
They didn't really know, so they slowly started walking towards one another, eyes locked once again. It felt as if… These eyes contained every answer the two young adults have been looking for the past five years…
Once they reached each other, they came to a halt, and stared at each other in silence. The wind was blowing softly on them, like a comforting breeze.
Then suddenly, they both lifted up their hands, and carefully, hesitantly, touched each other. And at the moment, everything explained itself. They knew that they were the missing person in each other's lives, they knew that something inexplicable happened between them and they knew, that whatever happened, had lead them to who they were today, and to their reunion.
It felt so right.
They both let out a breathy chuckle, and tears of happiness were soon rolling down their cheeks. They pulled each other into a warm, loving hug, and cried softly in each other's arms.
"I…. I knew I knew you," Historia breathed out softly, hands clutching on the brunet's shirt.
"Me too," Eren sniffed, holding the blonde tightly.
Life kept going on around them as they melted into each other's embrace, not caring about anything else. It was just them, in this moving world.
Eren pulled back eventually, looking down on Historia with nothing but softness and relief. Historia did the same, and as both stared at each other silently, longing words prickled on their lips:
"What's your name?"
They chuckled softly to the realization of them asking the question at the same time, the echo sounding so sweet and real.
"You first," Eren said with the brightest of smiles.
"Historia," the blonde introduced herself, smiling up to the man before her.
"Eren," he smiled, slowly reaching out to take her hand, his touch delicate and careful. He slowly started shaking it, his eyes never leaving the girl however. "Nice to meet you."
After that, they never left each other's side.
Soon, they went on dates, enjoyed the city together, introduced each other to the family, slept over in the other's apartment, shared nights filled with love in those apartments, and spent most of their days together, as if… They were trying to catch up on what they were missing all this time.
But they never moved in together. At least, not now.
Three years in their relationship, and they both gave their keys to their landlords, packed bags, bought camping tents and found themselves exploring the country together. It has always been their dream, exploring what was beyond, with a special someone.
So this is where they were today, on top of a Mountain, with a small temporary camp in the woods, on top of a cliff and watching the sun set beautiful behind the Mountains in each other's arms.
Eren was cuddling her from behind with a blanket around them, while Historia leaned back against him and held a plastic cup of tea in her hands. Their eyes focused on the sight before them, silently enjoying the moment of freedom and peacefulness they have always wanted.
"Story?" Eren asked softly, leaning his head against hers. "Somehow I have the feeling… That we're closer to the Mountains than we think we are."
Historia's eyes softened to her boyfriend's words, understanding what he meant. They both often talked about how the woods, and nature often called out for them, especially the Mountains… As if they were meant to be there.
"I feel the same thing," Historia said softly, cuddling against Eren happily. "Maybe our fate is to stay up here, together," she chuckled, lifting her head a little to flash the brightest smile at Eren.
The brunet's expression melted into fondness, a genuine smile lifting on his face, and his bright teal blue eyes shining happily. "Would you want that?"
Historia smiled faintly, shrugging. "As long as I'm with you… I don't mind where we are."
Eren smiled back to that, and he leaned in to nuzzle their noses together, playfully.
"Me too."
With this, he carefully lifted her hand, and kissed her bare ringfinger tenderly, as if he was silently promising her that he would always be by her side.
"No matter where you are," he said lowly, looking at her adoringly. "In which timeline, or Universe even… I'll always try to find you."
Historia smiled brightly to that, her bright blue eyes soon filling up with happy tears. She uncurled her pinky finger, and chuckled softly to Eren.
"And I will do the same for you…"
Eren smiled softly to that, and carefully hooked his pinky around hers, sharing her vow and promise. As soon as their fingers locked, they knew that their tie had just grown stronger and tighter, as if a red thread holding the two pinkies together. They were together, forever.