I'm so braindead its not even funny anymore—I played Vampire Survivors instead of writing shit—blame that game for being so addictive.
Anyway.
The Warhammer is such a cool Titan I wish it was something more than a plot device...
Oh wait—
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"The colour.
The color that spread across my field of vision.
The first thing I remember was equally as white.
As the name White Room implies, this facility is based on the color white.
The ceiling is no exception.
I was staring at that white ceiling in my first memory.
Before showing any interest in staring or playing with my fingertips, I simply wondered what this white ceiling was.
Day after day, I spent more and more time just staring at that ceiling.
At first, I cried.
I cried because I missed people...
...And then I learned that no one was coming to help me."
𝔸𝕪𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕜𝕠𝕦𝕛𝕚 𝕂𝕚𝕪𝕠𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕒'𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖.
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Pieck ran with Annie in her mouth, powerful limbs pounding against the stone streets of Shiganshina.
The weight of the limp body in her mouth didn't slow her—she had carried heavier loads before. But what did slow her, if only for a moment, was the sheer audacity of what she had just witnessed.
The War Hammer Titan was actually fighting.
She never thought she'd see the day.
The Tyburs had always been content to pull strings from the shadows, their hands clean while others spilled their blood. And yet, the War Hammer had summoned that massive spike of hardened Titan flesh, shaking the earth and forcing her into a full retreat.
It was almost enough to make her admire them.
Almost.
She leapt, clearing the rubble of what had once been a house, her claws digging into the rooftops as she vaulted over. The wind howled past her. Ahead, there was the outer Wall, and beyond that was the Beast Titan.
With a final burst of speed, Pieck lunged up the Wall, her claws finding purchase in the stone. She scaled it effortlessly, her Titan form cresting the edge before she leapt down onto the other side, skidding to a stop near the massive, furred form of Zeke Yeager.
Zeke turned as she approached, his gaze falling on the still-wrapped form clutched in her Titan jaws.
"You got her?" he asked.
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Fanfiction[Crossposted onto A03 under the same name] Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, the Masterpiece of the White Room has gone missing, disappearing into thin air one night before the end of spring break. His whereabouts are unknown, his condition even less so. In his...
