Rated M for Ultraviolence, Strong Language, Sexual References, Nudity, Horror/Grotesque Scenes, References to Heavy Metal Music and Badasses doing Badass things.
Humanity is flawed, Imperfect, and Cattle
But You, You will be their shepherd that protects them…
They are rage, brutal, without mercy…
But You, You will be worse…
Rip and tear…
Until it is done…
"..."
Doom Slayer's eyes shot open.
Met with an orange sky, the air was crisp and fresh as he took it all in. A gentle wind ruffled his hair and kissed his face, the trees above rustling as they swayed to the slight breeze. He breathes in cool, humid air. He sat upright on the ground. His gloved fingers ran through the blades of grass beneath him. A wave of nostalgia passed over him. It felt nostalgic, yet foreign, as though it should be unfamiliar but at the same time isn't. Like he is supposed to know this place, but doesn't. The sun's rays caressed his face. A few birds sang happily from their branches.
There was something peaceful about this area, even if everything seemed off somehow. His senses were heightened. The forest felt like home. Like safety. Something that was familiar to the Slayer, but not quite comfortable.
He stood up from his sitting position. The sun glinted off of his armor and onto the helmet laying next to him. His hands reached and grabbed it. Bringing it close to his view, inspecting it. His thumb rubbed along the side of the helmet. His hand traced around the visor, admiring its intricacies. It didn't look damaged in any way; the visor was intact. Perfectly polished.
His hands rested on either side of the helmet, holding it up to examine it further. His finger trailed along the metal. The material was smooth and cold, despite how warm it was.
The Slayer pulls it over his head. The HUD flickers to life, as a cushioned rubber ring slowly tightens and compresses around his neck, creating an artificial environment. As his armor calibrates itself, he begins starting his way through the forest, following the path. He starts running at a moderate pace, subconsciously ordering his armor to scan for any threat or enemy activity. But nothing came near. Even when he stopped walking, the system remained inactive, still scanning. Still analyzing.
Still analyzing. Analyzing. Analyzing. The scan revealed nothing interesting at first, carbon based life, oxygen nitrogen atmosphere, no radio, infrared, or ultrasonic communications detected, etc. Then the Doom Slayer's armor started giving him readouts on the more mystical aspects of his surroundings. There was no trace of any Hell energies, aside from the ones he himself was emitting. No demonic presences anywhere within range of his sensors or his HUD, nor anywhere else within range. Nothing. It was eerily quiet. Almost unsettling.
He continued his journey, scanning for anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. No one. Just nature, birdsong, trees swaying gently with the wind. Everything was—
The Slayer's gaze shot to his right, alerted by a sudden boom. His armor registered a heat bloom about a mile from his current location. The Slayer started running, his thoughts focused, the trees rushed past him in a blur, as he streaked toward the sounds of destruction.
After several minutes of chasing, he finally catches sight of the source of the commotion. An enormous hole pierced through a wall of stone. But said hole was not what made him pause. Rather, it was what stood tall in front of it: a massive humanoid skinless titan with bones and muscles revealing itself.
The Slayer's eyes darted down to its foot. Walking past its ankle, a group of giant bipedal titans were walking towards the hole. At their feet laid countless corpses, their bodies mangled beyond recognition.
The Doom Slayer glanced back up at the skinless behemoth. The skinless behemoth was gone. He didn't know where the behemoth could have gone, but he didn't care. He pulled his gaze back to the multitude of titans stomping through the breached hole.
The Doom Slayer received his shotgun from his back inventory. Right hand wrapped around the pistol grip, fingers on his left hand tightly grip the rubberized, polymer pump. Looking back at the breach, his eyes deeply narrowed. He flexes his left arm.
CLICK-CLACK
The Doom Slayer growled and took a step forward.
Eren Yeager found himself unable to fully grasp the enormity of the monstrous beings before him. A trio of titans loomed over the crowd, their gazes fixed upon the terrified onlookers. One titan, in particular, seemed to have its eyes locked directly onto Eren. The tranquility of the atmosphere was abruptly shattered by a piercing scream that emanated from one of the women in the crowd, soon followed by another, until a cacophony of screams engulfed the entire vicinity. In the face of this terrifying spectacle, a sea of panic-stricken citizens desperately sought refuge, fleeing for their lives.
But Eren didn't pay them any mind.
At this horrifying moment, one soul came to his mind.
"Mom," breathed Eren.
"We have to go!" Armin shouted from behind Eren.
Eren stood up and trotted forward.
"Eren, no!" Armin shouted.
"My house is in that direction, Mom is there all by herself." Eren said underneath, his lagging trot turning into a sprint. Mikasa trailed after him.
The world blurred around Eren as he charged mindlessly through the town's path. The aforementioned path was flanked by splattered blood, the cries of toddlers over their parents' eviscerated bodies, and apartments destroyed by boulder size concrete. He can hear bones cracking from people being crushed by the jaws of the giant, humanoid behemoths, and the wet rip of organs being torn by screaming citizens.
Thoughts began to appear in overdrive.
It's gonna fine, it's gonna be fine. Once we get around this corner the house will be in piece—just like always! Just get inside, find Mom, and get the hell out of there. Maybe if we find Dad, he'll know what to do. If not… I don't know. Just find Mom and get out!
Eren and Mikasa briskly swung their arms, hastening their pace. As they rounded the corner, Eren's steps nearly faltered. His countenance grew ashen upon beholding his abode, for there, perched atop the left side of the roof, rested an immense boulder.
"Mom!" Eren screamed, pumping his arms harder. "Mom!"
Carla laid on their stomach. The mixing contents of wood and debris piled on top of her. She lifted her head in time to see Eren and Mikasa quickly approaching her trapped state.
"We need to move this pillar." Eren told Mikasa, then began to pull. Mikasa emulated Eren's attempt and pulled as well.
Somewhere in the far off distance there was a powerful thump, and the ground shook.
Eren and Mikasa halted, turning their gaze towards the source. A duo of titans walked along the other side of the neighborhood. Eren and Mikasa faced forward when they heard a second thump, and the ground shook again. Another titan, with a wide sinister smile, ominously stomping towards them.
"Hurry, Mikasa!" Eren shouted.
"I know!" Responded Mikasa.
Carla looked over her shoulder. She couldn't see where the titan was; but she knew it was coming. Carla's mind was flooded by horrific images of her children. She could clearly see Eren being swallowed whole by one of the titans, and Mikasa being torn into two by two others.
Carla's eyes narrowed. No, she won't let them. God, no. She'll be damned if she lets that happen. She won't let these titans have the satisfaction of filling their bellies with her children. She won't!
"The Titans are coming in." Carla warned Eren, glancing up at him. "Eren, take Mikasa and run. Hurry!"
Eren growled as he struggled to lift up the pillar.
"I want to more than anything!" Eren shouted, gritting his teeth. "Hurry up and get out!"
Carla frowned to the ground.
"Sweetie, listen to me, my legs have been crushed by the debris," Carla said. "I can't run even if I get out. Do you understand?"
Eren hesitated. "I'll carry you and run!"
"Why can't you just listen to what I say for once?!" Carla snapped, her eyes growing wet. "Please just listen to me! Just one last time!" She turned to Mikasa for support. "Mikasa!"
Mikasa casted her head down. "No…no!"
Carla shifted her gaze back to Eren.
"At this rate, all three of us will…"
A burst of steam hissed through the air. Carla glanced up and heart skipped a beat. Descending down to them was their life long friend, Hannes. He was a tall, well-built man with short blond hair, a thin dark mustache, and golden hazel eyes. He wore the typical uniform of the Garrison Regiment along with a gray v-neck shirt underneath.
"Hannes!" Carla called softly. "Take the kids and run!"
Hannes smiled confidently.
"Don't take me lightly, Carla." Hannes said. "I'll kill the Titan and save all three of you!"
"Wait! You can't fight it!" Carla shouted, her tone laced with concern and gripped by terror.
Eren smiled at his mother.
"It's okay Mom," Eren reassured his mother. "Hannes is a member of the Garrison Regiment. He's got this, so we should—"
Eren yelped as he felt his legs leave the ground and his torso bending. His eyes quickly crawled from the ground towards Hannes's face. His expression was blank and a shadow casted over his features.
"Hey, Hannes! What the hell are you doing?" Eren screamed in bewilderment. He was so shocked that he didn't even notice Hannes picking Mikasa up and carrying her under his armpit.
With the duo in his grasp, Hannes turned his heel and ran. Eren stretched his hand out towards his mother while screaming for Hannes to stop. But his pleas went on deaf ears.
"Wait—no! We can't just leave her! Mom!!"
Carla extended her hand out to Eren.
"I love you. You hear me! Stay alive!!"
A powerful thump shook the ground, and Eren immediately looked up.
Eren's stomach plummeted.
The Titan towered over the destroyed apartment.
The Titan assumed a slight crouch and commenced the task of excavating through the wooden remnants and debris. Eren's heart descended to his stomach upon witnessing his mother already ensnared within the grasp of its hands. He vocalized a desperate plea for the colossal creature to desist, yet once more his entreaties were met with silence.
"No! Sto—"
A dark green blur speed passed the corner of his eye.
Eren… didn't know what happened.
Initially, his countenance was assailed by the sheer strength of the wind, prompting him to firmly close his eyes. Subsequently, a formidable impact cleaved through the atmosphere, accompanied by the audible sound of bones fracturing, succeeded by a weighty thud that reverberated through the earth akin to the descent of a fallen tree, and the anguished cries of his mother.
There was silence.
Eren ventured his eyes open. He gasped at the sight before him. The titan was down on its back, unmoving. Smoke billowed from its right cheek while blood flowed freely down its neck. Eren slowly shifted his gaze to his mother. Eren felt a smile trembling on his lips; she was okay—she was alive!
Eren blinked, taken aback by the sight before him. A figure approached, carrying his mother in a manner reminiscent of a bridal procession. Slowly, the armored goliath drew nearer, towering at an impressive height of six feet and eight inches. Though Eren could not discern the gaze behind the armored visage, he could sense an intense, burning stare directed towards him.
It would be disingenuous for Eren to deny the overwhelming sense of intimidation that washed over him in the presence of this formidable armored figure. Each deliberate footstep resonated through Eren's spine, traveling up to the nape of his neck and penetrating his very core. Remarkably, the armored goliath had yet to engage in any action, and yet Eren could perceive an enigmatic force emanating from within.
The armored figure got down to one knee, sitting Carla down on her rear. Eren observed the figure reach down to their utility belt and received a blue filled vial fluid. Uncorking it, they slowly poured the aforementioned fluid into the palm of their gauntlet. Rubbing both gauntlets together then placed them on both of Carla's legs.
Everyone was confused by this.
What are they doing? Eren thought.
Carla's entire body was bathed in a resplendent blue radiance. The brilliance was so intense that it compelled Eren and the other two individuals to instinctively shield their eyes. After a brief moment, the luminosity subsided, prompting the trio to lower their arms. Retrieving their gauntlets, the armored individual stood tall and gazed down at Carla.
With a gracious gesture, the figure extended their hand towards her. Carla's eyes momentarily shifted from the outstretched hand to meet the figure's gaze, before accepting it. Maintaining an upright posture, Carla held onto the armored savior's gauntlet.
Everyone was stunned. None more so than Hannes.
"My god," breathed Hannes. He couldn't believe his eyes. He released Eren and Mikasa from his grasp, allowing the duo to walk towards Carla and stand by her side.
The armored figure pulled their hand back and turned away from her. Carla stretched out her hand towards her savior, her lips parted but quickly shut it when a methodic thump shook the ground. Everyone turned to the source to see five other titans stomping towards them.
The armored figure glanced at Carla over their shoulder and jerked their head. Motioning for her and the trio to leave. Carla's eyes darted to the titans approaching, then to her savior.
"Y-You're gonna stop them?" She stammered, looking at them with slightly wide eyes.
The armored figure nodded.
"B-But you can't fight them all by yourself!"
Another heavy footstep shook the ground. Indicating to them that the titans were drawing nearer. The armored figure looked at Carla again over their shoulder and once again motioned their head for Carla to leave.
Carla frowned. She could feel the ground shake as the titans were getting closer. She looked back at her savior and nodded. Without thinking, she took Eren and Mikasa by the hand and gazed at the two of them.
"Come children!" Carla turned on her heel and ran, with Hannes trailing behind.
Eren looked over his shoulder, and saw the armored figure reaching for their back. For a brief instant he saw what he could only describe as a firearm. Eren faced forward and continued to run with both his mother and Mikasa.
Hugo had always harbored a deep-seated apprehension regarding the eventual arrival of this day. A day when the titans would, in some unforeseen manner, penetrate the fortifications and serve as a stark reminder of the insignificance and fragility of humanity. It was a day that Hugo fervently beseeched would never, under any circumstances, materialize.
"Hugo, look behind you!"
Hugo glanced up and his stomach plummeted. Another titan towered over him, gazing down at him with a stupid face. It slowly crouched and extended its hand towards him.
Hugo was paralyzed.
A whimper choked in his throat.
Then its head suddenly exploded as if it were hit by a cannonball, but much more powerful.
"W-what?!" Hugo was stunned.
A figure descended in front of him, adorned in blood-stained metal. However, even in the absence of blood, the armor they donned was unlike anything Hugo had ever witnessed. Perched upon their shoulder was a cylindrical metal contraption emitting wisps of smoke from its end. Without affording Hugo an opportunity to respond further, the figure hastened towards the closest Titan with a velocity that should not be achievable by mere foot travel.
Taking hold of a discarded blade from the ground, they deftly sliced through the leg of a Titan that was on the verge of devouring another member of the esteemed Garrison Regiment. Setting aside the astonishing fact that this individual had effortlessly severed bone as if it were softened butter, they proceeded to gracefully leap backwards and execute a flying kick to the back of the Titan's head, causing it to crumble to the earth.
In a sudden twist, the metallic rod they had been clutching vanished, only to be replaced by what appeared to be a rifle with two barrels. It swiftly became apparent that this transformed object was indeed a firearm, as they skillfully aimed it at the Titan's neck. Promptly obliterated the wretched creature's head.
It also became evident that the individual in question possessed no inclination to decelerate. The blade they had acquired discovered a fresh abode within the neck of a Titan measuring 6 meters, courtesy of an astonishingly accurate throw. Furthermore, despite the absence of any apparatus resembling ODM gear, they leaped towards the Titan, alighted upon its shoulder, seized the blade, and proceeded to decapitate the Titan as they merrily proceeded on their path.
A 10-meter Titan lunged at them from their left flank, but the armored individual could not have cared less. They gracefully hurled a metal object, roughly the size of a rock, into the gaping maw of the Titan. Within seconds, the head erupted in a spectacular display of blood and gore.
An Abnormal attempted to bite them, but instead opted to lunge at them with its mouth agape. Against all logical reasoning, the figure clad in metal delivered a powerful right-hook to the Titan's head. The only thing more perplexing was the fact that they succeeded in fending off the monstrous creature, followed by a resounding stomp on its head with such force that the ground beneath cracked.
"Who the hell is that?!" Shouted one of Hugo's squad-mates who descended to his side.
"Screw that. What the hell are they, is the better question?!"
Hugo found himself unable to fully grasp the magnitude of the massacre unfolding before his eyes. The scene he had just witnessed was undeniably powerful. The individual responsible, whoever they may be, embodied the collective anger of the world. They were a force that adamantly refused to tolerate the presence of the Titans.
Every action they undertook was an expression of violence. With each step they took, they drew nearer to their next victim. Death was not merely a constant companion trailing behind them, but rather their closest confidant.
The armored entity propelled themselves into the air and gracefully descended upon the cranium of a Titan. With precision and strength, they impaled the blade directly through the apex of its skull, emerging triumphantly from its gaping maw. As the Titan faltered, the armored figure executed a nimble somersault, revealing an additional weapon that complemented the already formidable double-barreled armament.
Despite the inverted descent, the armored warrior effortlessly aimed both weapons at the Titan and discharged their devastating arsenal into its countenance, effectively severing the Titan's head from its oral orifice.
Hugo and his squad-mates watch the armored figure leapt from rooftop to rooftop, traversing towards the other titans up ahead. From above, Hugo looked up to see his friend Hannes trailing after the armored figure with his ODM gear. Hugo flexes his triggers, shooting an iron wire to a wall, propelling himself to the sky, and quickly soaring to his buddy's side.
"Hannes!" Hugo called.
Hannes turned his gaze towards Hugo.
"Hugo!" Hannes returned.
"Just who in the hell is that, man?" Hugo asked.
Hannes faced forward with narrowed eyes.
"I have no idea," Hannes replied. "I was in the middle of something and they just came out of nowhere. That guy took down a titan like they were nothing and saved Carla's life!"
Hugo's eyes opened wide.
"Woah, really?"
"Yeah, and that's only half of it. You see, when they got Carla out her legs were broken. But somehow they were able to heal her with something, I didn't know what it was. It was something I've never seen before. But by some form of miracle her legs were healed!"
"They healed their legs? How the—"
"Let's save the questions after this battle is over, and hopefully if we somehow survive this…"
The pair continued to pursue the trail of the heavily armored individual. As they drew nearer to the armored warrior, they came across an increasing number of lifeless titan bodies strewn along their path. Heads were severed from their torsos, limbs torn from their sockets, and scattered about in various locations. They even stumbled upon the skull of a titan bearing a sizable, round cavity resulting from the powerful blow delivered by the armored figure's fist.
Upon reaching the rooftop, the duo beheld the wide opening of the breach below. Positioned at the entrance, the armored warrior briefly glanced up at the concrete ceiling before resolutely turning their gaze forward once more. To their right, a massive boulder sat, a mere ten feet away from their position.
Hannes and Hugo observed the enigmatic figure's slow pace as they started toward the aforementioned boulder. Upon reaching it, the armored figure got down and grabbed a firm grip at the boulder's rear. The figure grunted and threw the boulder into the air. Said boulder floated twenty-feet above the armored warrior before descending down upon them. The figure lifted their arms and caught it.
Hannes and Hugo's stomachs plummeted.
The figure caught the boulder in their hands with effortless ease.
The armored figure slowly turned and lagged towards the breach. Luckily there weren't any titans coming through but Hannes and Hugo can clearly see some far away from the other side slowly drawing close. The pair watched in silence as the armored figure stood before the yawning entrance with the boulder beheld above them.
The figure grunted and slammed the boulder down. Sealing the breach with a whump, followed by a powerful impact that shook the ground violently, and caused everything to rattle and shake by the force of the wind. The violent vibrations gave way to silence.
After a few minutes the peaceful tranquility returned to the atmosphere. The armored figure stood before their succession while Hannes and Hugo stared at them with silent awe. To the right, a platform filled with soldiers descended next to the armored warrior. One of them stepped out, standing in front of the armored figure and to halt their movement.
"Who are you and where did you come from?" The man's voice was firm, indicating he wouldn't let the armored warrior pass without getting an answer first.
The armored warrior pushed past him and embarked the platform. Ignoring the man's authoritative demands while the platform ascended upward. With the use of their ODM gear, Hannes and Hugo trailed up after the platform until it reached the top.
The pair reached the top and landed gracefully next to the platform. Hannes and Hugo turned their heads in time to see the enigmatic figure striding past the soldiers then stood at the wall's edge. And without warning, the armored warrior jumped off the edge.
Everyone gasped and amazed by their savior's action. They all gathered together in a lineup unison and looked down. Hannes watched as the armored warrior descended to the earth's floor, where a multitude of titans stood terrifyingly close to where they landed.
Everyone watched in silence while in wonderment as to how this will all play out for the savior of wall Maria.
The Doom Slayer gracefully descended onto the ground, causing a resounding thud. The earth beneath his boots fractured, forming intricate patterns resembling a spider's web. Observing his surroundings, he discovered himself encircled by giant humanoid beings. He closed his eyes momentarily, applying gentle pressure to his left palm with his knuckles, and a contented smirk graced his face as he heard the satisfying sound of his joints cracking. The time had come to commence his duties.
STILL BLADE.
YUTAKA YAMADA, VINLAND SAGA OST
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With astonishing speed the Doom Slayer lunged forward, seizing a titan of comparable stature by the throat. The titan's windpipe constricted, leaving it gasping for air until it snapped under the immense force, akin to a fragile twig. The titan's head drooped lifelessly, leaving the onlookers at the wall in a state of shock. Discarding the lifeless body, the Doom Slayer effortlessly leaped towards the next titan.
An abnormal titan lunged towards the Slayer, its jaws gaping wide, its teeth shimmering in the sunlight. The Slayer swiftly turned his head, extending his arm downwards, and retrieved a grenade from his pouch. With a deft movement of his thumb, he removed a small pin from the top before propelling it into the now fully exposed mouth of the peculiar creature. The creature instinctively raised its hands, clutching at its own neck, as its throat constricted, resulting in fits of coughing and choking.
With this opening advantage, the Doom Slayer lunged into the air. Pulling out his super-shotgun. He whipped the weapon behind himself, propelling himself forward through the air by firing a couple shots towards another titan behind the abnormal. Just as the Slayer flew overhead, the abnormal's head exploded in a cloud of red, its decapitated cadaver falling to the ground with a thump.
The Doom Slayer deftly opened the ejector, skillfully reloading it with another set of shells. With a precise shot of buck shells, he propelled himself closer to the titan. In a swift motion the Slayer gracefully threw his weapon over his back, vanishing in an instant. He then cocked his fist back, tightly balled it, and plunged it through the forehead of the titan, resulting in a spectacular explosion of bone, flesh, and matter. The titan's body descended slowly, coming to rest on its back.
With remarkable agility, the Slayer landed on one knee, swiftly turning his head just in time to witness another titan charging towards him, its mouth wide open. The Slayer swiftly rolled his body to face the approaching behemoth, raising both hands and taking a step back, curling his fingers into a firm fist. Right as the titan was mere inches away from snapping its jaws shut, the Slayer elegantly sidestepped, accompanied by a resounding, spine-chilling crunching sound that pierced the air.
The Slayer's right fist delivered a powerful blow, effortlessly striking the victim's neck. The titan's eyes contracted as its windpipe was crushed, causing its forward momentum to abruptly cease. The punch exerted an equal force, effectively halting the titan's movement and causing its body to be propelled off the ground. With a resounding thud, it collided with the earth, unable to withstand the overwhelming power of the strike.
On the ground, the titan convulsed and twitched, desperately attempting to draw air through its shattered windpipe. However, its efforts were in vain, as blood now freely flowed from its mouth, further obstructing its airway. Writhing and contorting, its eyes rolled back into its head. This struggle persisted for a few fleeting moments until the titan's body ceased its convulsions, succumbing to the absence of life.
He reaches for his back and retrieves yet another remarkable communicator. Raising the tool, he gently shakes it, causing the fuel to slosh back and forth within the small gas tank. With a flick of the choke and a firm grip on the pull cord, he gives it a strong yank.
The jagged teeth on the chain spin around before coming to a halt. With another pull, smoke gracefully billows out of the exhaust on the side, as his pride and joy comes to life with a rev. The resounding sound of an enraged two-stroke engine reverberates through the air. Swiftly pressing down on the trigger, the teeth on the blade arm swiftly rotate in circles, flicking specks of dried blood and guts onto the ground.
The Doom Slayer gracefully advanced one foot while simultaneously retracting the other. Employing a swift and forceful kick with his heel, he forcefully planted both feet into the ground, resulting in the creation of a diminutive crater. Without delay, he swiftly propelled himself forward with astonishing velocity. His outstretched hand made contact with the titan first, as he deftly swung the tool's serrated teeth towards the side of the titan's neck.
The behemoth found itself devoid of any opportunity to react or evade. A strangled cry emanated from its throat, as its body became limp and its lifeblood began to form a pool upon the floor beneath it. Two other behemoths stood in stupefaction, witnessing the titan's countenance grow pallid and its head severed from its shoulders.
At this particular moment, the Doom Slayer proceeded to showcase his exceptional skills for the following few minutes. The titans, who had previously instilled great fear within the individuals sheltered behind the walls, now appeared diminutive in the presence of an unstoppable and unwavering predator. The resounding booms emitted by each weapon he wielded, with every blast from his super shotgun signifying the demise of yet another adversary. All of this was accomplished through his remarkable display of strength and agility, seamlessly intertwined in a captivating dance of annihilation.
As night descended upon them, all of the titans encircling wall Maria were successfully eradicated. A profound silence permeated the atmosphere.
The Doom Slayer stood on top of a pile of burning giant corpses. His head down casted at the destruction beneath his boots. He lifted his head and looked to his right. A multitude of titans were retreating to the forest, veering far away from the wall.
The Doom Slayer growled lowly and gave chase; he was not through with unleashing his rage on the titans.
To be continued...
A/N: Well, that was chapter 1 folks! In case anyone says it, I understand if this chapter seems a bit rushed. It was not my intention but I wanted to get this chapter out so I can get back to the other stories. I will say though that the Doom Slayer saving Eren's mother will greatly change things from here on out, along with Eren's view towards the Slayer. I'm not planning on having any demons show up through his time in this world. For now I'll just have him focus on dealing with the titans.
After all, it would be really scary to deal with both titans and demons at the start while every protagonist is still a kid. I can only imagine Connie crapping himself when confronted with a Baron of Hell or Hell-Knight. Or Sahsha being chased by a pack of imps. Just thinking about the intensity of that scene gets me excited and already thinking about how it all would look being written down.
A/N: Welcome new readers, to a new written series revolving our main protagonists: Doom Slayer. In this story, our demon killing machine will be crossovering to everyone's most beloved and hype anime of history - Attack On Titan! I hadn't watch this anime for a long while; last time I've watch it was back in season 1 and I stopped after that. I'm well aware that all four seasons are currently out as we speak and I've heard that the show will soon reach its finale stage. All the more reason for me to not only re-watch season 1 but watch the other three seasons after.
This story I'm writing is inspired by one story that some of you readers might be familiar with. That said story is called - The Titans are DOOMed written by MementoMori115 I've read their story and was quite sad that it hadn't got an update in such a very long time. So I decided I'll just write one of my own and see where we will go from there. The goal for this story is to be as long for readers to read as possible with the goal count of chapters ranging from one to forty. This will be my take on an alternate universe if Doom Slayer was transported into the world of Attack On Titan. I'll be writing his interactions with all the characters, slow character development, and more.
What are your thoughts, young readers? What do you think will happen next? How will the Slayer's presence effect the world of Attack on Titan? With all of that said, I'll take my leave. See you all in the next chapter and have a nice day!