Eren_Yeager_15

**Alternate Universe**

"Mikasa… we have to kill Eren."

"Please… I want to go back… back to our home..."

"If only… that day… I answered you differently… if I was honest… we could’ve…"

"Mikasa… I’m tired… tired of everything."

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Eren Yeager and Mikasa Ackerman—two lost souls adrift in a cruel, unforgiving world. He destroyed 80 percent of humanity, not out of hatred, but love. Love for her. Love for his friends. A love so overwhelming it demanded their peace, even if it cost him everything.

But what about him?

Eren Yeager was just a 19-year-old boy, a boy who had dared to dream of a quiet life. A life with her.

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"So, that turned out to be our last conversation, huh?" Eren’s voice trembled, his words a bitter echo of regret. "And it was the last chance I had… the last chance to really be with you."

The memories came rushing back like waves crashing against a broken shore.

"Why did I have to be so stubborn? It was just ice cream. I could’ve just… shared it with you. I could’ve stayed a little longer with you." His eyes stung, and he smiled bitterly.

He closed his eyes, waiting. Any moment now, she would appear before him. The girl with the scarf. The girl he loved. And she would kill him. That was her role, wasn’t it?

"No... I… I don’t want to die with regrets." His eyes shimmered like emarlds.

The world fell away, replaced by the glowing sands of the Paths.

Mikasa clutched her head as tears spilled from her reddened eyes, her anguish raw and consuming. "I… I want to go back. Back to our home!" Her voice cracked, and she fell to her knees, her sobs echoing in the void.

Eren stood frozen, his heart shattering at the sight of her agony. Without thinking, he moved forward, pulling her into his arms. His embrace was strong yet trembling, as though holding her was the only thing keeping him standing.

"E-Ereh... It... It hurts..." Her voice wavered, broken and heavy. Eren smiled softly, his thumb brushing against her cheek as he whispered, "I’m here." He slowly got up and looked ahead at the paths. 

The sound of sand crunching beneath his feet echoed as he stepped forward, his resolve clear. Suddenly a shimmering trail shot out from his boot and towards the massive tree ahead. The Paths began to glow—an otherworldly light spreading like a sunrise breaking the eternal night.

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The light faded, and the world shifted. Memories of pain and bloodshed erased, replaced by something entirely new. Mikasa blinked, her expression a mix of confusion and unease as unfamiliar faces passed by. "E-Ereh? What... Where are we?" she murmured, her voice tentative, as though the name itself was foreign to her lips.

Eren grinned, his eyes brighter than they’d ever been. "Mikasa... let’s go. To our home."

This was a world he had created just for her—a sanctuary beyond the pain and destruction. A universe where they could live, just the two of them. 

A place where his suffering no longer mattered. But even this paradise was flawed. She couldn’t live forever—not truly. Her Ackerman blood, resisted his will as the Founder.

She wouldn’t stay with him forever.

But Eren didn’t care. For now, they had this moment. And for him, that was enough.


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Author’s Note

Alright, let’s get this straight: this ain’t a long-ass novel. It’s one chapter. One. But trust me, it’s worth every word of its 8,000-9,000 length. I’m calling this canon because I said so. Fight me.

Now start reading. I want to see that comment section flooded with cry emojis, broken hearts, and regrets. Let’s make this emotional. Let’s make it unforgettable.

And hey, while you’re here, don’t forget to check out my other works:

Attack On Titan: Hope

Attack On Titan: Dreams

Attack On Titan: Goodbyes

I’m Eren Yeager

Alright, go on. Read it. Feel it. Cry over it. And let me know if it shattered your heart.

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