Hello there guys! Just came to made a little introduction to this. Since AoT has finally ended, I realised how much this show means to me. So I decided to write my own story. The very beginning will be a bit along the canon, but I will try to get you something new in order not to make reading this boring, as many of the AoT fanfics I have read until now (not wanting other authors to feel criticized, just telling my pov). Anyway, this first chapter is a bit short as I wanted to give some context to the story before I start making longer chapters (kinda thought of 5k minimum words per chapter). I dont know yet how this story will develop, but I already have some events that will happen 100%. Last but not least, English is not my first language so if you notice some grammar errors, please forgive and let me know through comments so I can check them. Now that I have said all this, enjoy the show.
Prologue
Knowing that death will end up catching up on him, Eren spent the last moments of his painful life thinking about all the time that he spent with his comrades the past years. No. Comrades was not a rightful word for them. His nearest friends were now trying to kill him in order to save the world from the rumbling. As he kept on fighting them, a sense of bitterness went right through him knowing that the only way to achieve peace was to force his friends to kill him, knowing that there was a chance that, this way, the world won't see them as devils anymore, but as saviors, granting Paradis not having to deal with the hate from outside the walls for a long, long time.
Returning with the good old memories, he felt a shiver down the spine realizing that he even missed the times when he thought of Reiner and Bertholt as true friends who would help him to defeat the Titans. In spite of all the pain they put him through, he could not forget all the laughs they shared in the Training Corps. He didn't doubt a second about saving Armin from death that time, but Bertholt's face when he was about to be eaten by his blond friend was something Eren would never dare to forget.
And then there was Annie. He truly felt nothing but sadness when they found her hidden identity. Training with her before everything started to mess was something he truly treasured. He could sense in a way, that he had finally met someone that shared that same rage and pain inside. Leaving Mikasa out of the matter, he also felt like he could have fallen in love with her if the situation didn't almost force it to go all the opposite way.
Coming back from those treasured memories to reality, he lets out a short sigh. Knowing that everyone will be able to live in a world without Titans made him feel like going straight to suicide was, in fact, a very small prize to pay. He thought about Connie in that moment, imagining the face he would show finding out that he would be able to speak to his mother again. A thin but sad smile formed in his mouth.
Then he heard something entering his Titan's mouth. He knew without even opening his eyes that Mikasa was there to end his suffering. Not wanting to die, Eren opened his eyes to look one last time to his beloved friend nearing her blade to his neck with a miserable look on her face. Upon all the pain he had experienced these last years, he even felt relieved knowing that she was the one to actually send him to hell. As Armin told him, he would wait there until, the first friend that he has had in this horrible life, would show up there to spend their afterlives paying for the sin of getting the 80% of humanity killed. Then everything turned black and he started to lose conscience. When he thought that it was finally over, he could sense, in some way, Mikasa's cold hands picking up his cut face from the floor of his Titan's mouth and nearing his dead lips to hers. Before stepping down into oblivion, he managed to think that this farewell made his heart shake, even though his corpse was still hanging in the air, connected to his Titan's body.
Then, all turned to black. All his senses had finally stopped to work. Eren would be glad to know that death would feel like this. Feeling nothing at all. Should have he known that all his friends were know feeling devastated after hearing Eren's explanations of why he did all this. The more affected ones, alongside Armin and Mikasa, were Jean and Reiner. They knew from the beginning that Eren was a kind of suicidal bastard, but little they did know it would be to this tragical extreme. With the fight coming to an end, these warriors would have now to face a life that would seem even strange and boring to them, but above all, a happy one. Even if Eren was not there anymore.
Nevertheless, Eren woke up. Not understanding how he was alive; he took a little look to his surroundings. To his surprise, he was back in Paradis. Despite the fact that many years had passed since the last time he was there, he managed to recognize the forest where his father took him so he could pass his Titan powers to his 11-year-old son. The day right after losing his mother, in the fall of Shiganshina. Trying to process what was happening, he took notice of something he was grabbing with his right hand. Being laid down in his knees, he lifted his right arm, leaving his hand in the same high as his eyes; then he could see his father's glasses, broken and covered in blood.
Starting to understand a bit of what was taking place right now, he stood up and realized he was a child again. He froze under the shining moonlight and came to think: "Was it all a dream? Maybe a vision from the future?" Sitting in a big stone he could see next to him, he tried to order his thoughts. "Knowing that my titan can actually see things that haven't happened yet, I feel like the second option would be more "rational". It seemed like a very long and real dream though." Starting to feel exhausted, he drove through his memories one last time, fainting after some more time to think about what he should do now. Maybe it wasn´t too late to redirect things and plan how to make everything work in a successful way. He surely wanted to, but if fate can't be changed even if he tried with everything he had, he would end up going down to hell again, as he had sworn Armin. All for the family he had between these fucking walls. Behind him, Keith Shadis saw the little child unconscious laying on the ground. He picked him up and took it to where the refugees from Shiganshina were staying these first days, not knowing what destiny had experienced his old friend Grisha, Eren's father.
