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The night after Levi fell asleep, Eren, Ymir, and Mikasa decided to do something together.
As Mikasa turned around, she was taken aback by the sudden presence of Ymir standing so close to her. Ymir, with a sly smile on her face, moved even closer to Mikasa, making her heart race with anticipation. Mikasa was surprised but also intrigued by the confidence and boldness of Ymir's actions. Before she could even have a chance to react, Ymir leaned in and pressed her lips firmly against Mikasa's. At first, the kiss was gentle and sweet, but soon it grew more intense and passionate. Mikasa's senses were overwhelmed, and Ymir's touch completely entranced her. Ymir's hand roamed down Mikasa's body until it reached her bosom, which was almost as ample as Ymir's own. Through the thin fabric of her shirt, Ymir squeezed Mikasa's curves, causing her to let out a soft moan of pleasure. Mikasa felt herself melting into Ymir's embrace
As Ymir leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss with the other woman, her senses were overwhelmed by the wondrous sound that reverberated through her being, sending shivers down her spine and causing her heart to race with excitement. Without hesitation, Ymir allowed herself to be consumed by the moment, ravaging the other woman's mouth with her tongue as they explored each other's bodies with a hunger that could not be satisfied.
Eren sat, enjoying the display of feminine eroticism. He felt his cock waking up from its slumber.
Mikasa pulled Ymir closer, whimpering as her hands traveled brazenly. Ymir's fingers snaked up Mikasa's leg, reaching under the black pants to grab her ass. Mikasa pulled away quickly when Ymir squeezed; dainty fingers were so close to her womanhood... Ymir's mouth attacked her neck without hesitation, drawing a gasping moan from Mikasa's throat.
Then their lips met again, ravenous and...wet.
Eren leaned back into his chair, his hardened member straining against the crotch of his pants.
Mikasa lowered herself onto her knees, and Ymir came with her, lips grazing her ear. "I want to see you in action," She purred.
"Action?" Mikasa managed to shoot Eren a pointed look as she pulled his pants down. He smiled down at her as his hard cock sprung free. The bulbous head nearly slapped her across the face.
"Tell me what it was like for you to fuck Eren?"
Ymir groped her from behind, sliding her shirt down to expose her breasts. Her hands were warm, her fingers eager to knead and squeeze. Mikasa's nipples grew hard, her sex damp.
"Did he lick your insides? I can already imagine you moaning with Eren's face between your legs." Ymir purred; Mikasa was turned at the thought of Eren doing that to her again.
Mikasa's gaze was fixed upon Eren's robust physique as she reached out to take him with her delicate fingers, tracing the contours of the thick and veiny shaft that stood before her, hard as a rock. The mere sight of him made her mouth water with anticipation as she stroked him with a slow and steady rhythm, taking in every inch of his impressive stature with a sense of awe and wonder.
As she looked up at Eren from her kneeling position, she could feel the anticipation building within her. She brought her lips to his tip, teasing him with a gentle touch before enveloping him in her mouth. She savored the taste of him, feeling his pulsating member grow harder with each passing moment. With deliberate movements, she swirled her tongue around the swollen, throbbing head, taking it slow and relishing in the feeling of power she had over him. As she massaged the frenulum, she couldn't help but smile as she heard him groan in pleasure. The sound of his voice was like music to her ears, deep and rumbling in his chest, and she knew she had him exactly where she wanted him.
Mikasa pressed on, taking more of him into her mouth, lips caressing his length as he slid deeper, deeper... Her tongue worked, swirling, massaging, lapping, flicking against the dick, so much dick in her mouth... She bobbed her head, lathering the member in saliva, her spit, making it nice and slick. She felt Eren's hand on the back of her head, his fingers running through her hair.
"She's very eager, isn't she?" Mikasa heard Ymir say, the other woman sounding amused.
Mikasa hummed the affirmative, diving deeper, taking more, more of that long fucking cock. She was only halfway, her fingers squeezing his bare thighs, her eyes already watering. She needed to take him all, get every inch of Eren down her slutty throat.
"Look at her go," Ymir commented, clearly impressed by the tone of her voice.
She pulled back with a gasp, letting Eren's cock slip from her mouth. He was coated, slick with saliva, and throbbing. He was nowhere close to cumming yet, she knew.
It throbbed against the cool air, and Eren grunted at the sudden stop. The cock was taunting her. Eren was taunting her. Mikasa was going to suck his bone dry.
Again, she dived down, his member sliding into her gullet with ease. She reached the halfway point, then pushed forward, taking more, more... Eren's grip on her hair tightened, the man she loved groaning beneath her—music to her ears.
"How does she feel, Eren?" Ymir asked, breathless. She might have been fingering herself, getting off watching another woman suck off Eren.
"She feels Amazing," Eren grunted. Mikasa could feel how tense he was, her fingers squeezing his hard, muscled thighs.
Mikasa worked harder, sucking Eren off like it was her fucking job.
"Gods, Mikasa..."
He sounded affectionate, loving... Mikasa hummed happily at that. She was going to swallow every drop of his cum....
Onward she pushed, enduring the sensation of thick, white cock invading her poor mouth. She shuddered and gurgled around him, feeling Eren twitch in her throat.
Almost, almost...
Her nose hit his waist, pubic hair tickling her. She had taken all of him, every inch of Eren's manhood shoved down her throat. She choked on him, almost losing her position, but still, she held on.
She could taste him, all thick meat.
Delicious.
"She took it all..." She could faintly hear Ymir breathe. "Amazing."
If Mikasa could smile, she would have.
Eren was all but forcing himself not to cum. Mikasa's mouth was a force of nature.
He relished the sensation of Mikasa's throat convulsing around him, her lips caressing the base of his cock. The sight of her on her knees, mascara running down her cheeks, beautiful eyes staring up at him as if his dick was the greatest gift in the world.
Mikasa shuddered, swallowing his cock, tongue massaging the shaft's underside.
Mikasa slurped away, strings of saliva connecting his cock to her lips. She gasped, sucking in the air like it was Eren's manhood. She licked the head for good measure, smiling.
"You're so delicious, Eren." Mikasa managed to say.
He had lost the dress shirt, now completely nude, save for his black socks. Mikasa looked at Eren's manhood; it was still hard and ready for her.
Eren thrusted hard and fast between two soft globes of flesh. Mikasa pressed them together around him, the head of his cock poking up between them to stroke her chin, smacking against her lips.
Mikasa released him from her breasts, letting them return to their original positions. They were almost hypnotic by themselves, her tits jiggling and swaying, hard nipples begging to be sucked and bitten. She took his cock in her hands, pumping him vigorously – Eren had still yet to cum.
Ymir pulled her fingers free from her dripping pussy. Licking them clean.
.
.
.
He was fucking her. Nice and hard and deep. So fucking deep. As he gazed into her lustrous eyes, he could feel the tension building up inside him, and he knew he had to have her. With one smooth motion, he traced his hands along her supple curves and pulled her closer to him. As he began to explore her body, he could feel her melting into his touch, her breath quickening with every passing moment. Without warning, he lifted her up and placed her on the bed, spreading her legs wide and gazing hungrily at the glistening folds of her pussy. As he slid inside of her, he could feel her body contracting around him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he filled her up and then some. With each thrust, he could feel her body responding to him, her moans growing louder and more urgent as he fucked her relentlessly, pounding into her until she was screaming into the bedsheets.
Mikasa loved every fucking moment of it.
"MMM, YES! FUCK ME!"
As she lay on the bed, her body tense with anticipation, she gripped the soft, luxurious bedsheets with all her might, her delicate fingernails digging into the expensive fabric. Her toes curled tightly, her muscles contracting as she felt her partner's strong, powerful thrusts with each passing moment, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The room was hot and humid, sweat glistening on her forehead and trickling down the nape of her neck. She could hear Eren's deep, guttural grunts behind her as he pushed himself deeper into her, sending every nerve in her body firing off like fireworks, from her sex to every other part of her body, driving her wild with desire and ecstasy.
"I love how fucking tight you are, Mikasa." She loved it when he pounded her like this.
His rough hands grabbed Mikasa's ass, squeezing the soft, red flesh. He picked up the pace, fucking, rutting like a damned animal. He drove himself deep with every thrust, and Mikasa felt the fires within roar into a wild flame. Hot. So fucking hot.
She was getting fucked; she loved it when Eren was rough with her, her cunt taking his cock greedily, her clit inflamed, on fire. She didn't need to touch it, not with Eren. His cock could make her cum on its own. She liked it sometimes when he was gentle with her, but when he treated her like a back alley whore. She loved it.
"OH, FUCK! SHIT! FUCK! FUCK!"
Eruption. A fire in her belly, fireworks, spreading from her cunt to every part of her body, tingling. Mikasa Ackerman shrieked into the bed, her cunt dripping, gushing as she came on Eren's powerful cock. He came, too, shooting into her. A flood of his hot, thick cum, a scalding tidal wave striking her very core. Mikasa shuddered as he filled her all the way to the fucking brim.
God, Eren...
"Wow..." She could faintly hear Ymir. "I think you broke her."
Eren chuckled. The sound of him slipping from her abused, thoroughly wrecked pussy was wet, sloppy, obscene, disgusting... and it turned her on like nothing else in the world. Mikasa Ackerman slumped against the bed, her cunt destroyed and full of virile cum.
Totally spent; Mikasa could do little aside from listening.
"Nah, she'll be fine." Eren waved off Ymir's concerns. "I can't say the same for you, Ymir."
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.
Eren hummed, withdrawing his thumb out of her greedy mouth, sliding his thumb over her lips, watching the way they depressed around his thumb as he circled over them, rubbing her spit on them like it was lipgloss. When he finished, he plucked at her lower lip once more before he let go of her jaw.
Ymir leaned forward, her mouth so close to his cock he could feel her breaths as she panted at the sight of it, tongue hanging out of her mouth like a dog. But she kept her hands on her lap, waiting like a good girl for Eren to use her throat.
"Is this what you want, Ymir?" Eren asked, reaching out with his left hand, wiping saliva off her chin and covering the length of his cock with it, tanned skin glistening from it as he stroked his cock slowly.
"Fuuuck, you know I do," she whined, eyes glued to the lazy pumps his hand made on his cock.
Eren gripped the base of his cock, canting his hips forward and touching the head against Ymir's lips. She parted them instantly, pink tongue hanging out again and drooling.
Eren snickered when he pulled his hips back, and Ymir nearly shrieked.
"Eren!" Her eyes burned with irritation as they snapped up from his cock to his face.
"I couldn't help myself," Eren reached out to pet her head before he slipped his hand down the back of her head, fisting her hair. "Now open wide, Ymir, and I'll use your throat just the way you like, yeah?"
Ymir's eyes lit up, her jaw dropping open again, her hands reaching behind his thighs, fingers digging into his skin, holding onto him like she was making sure he couldn't escape this time.
Such an eager, needy creature. And she was all his.
Eren tapped the head of his cock on her tongue, letting her enjoy the weight of his cock on it before he slid it into her mouth.
Ymir was greedy, already sucking with only the tip of his cock in her mouth. Her tongue rolled over the head, flicked at his slit, and Eren groaned, enjoying Ymir's dedication for a moment, before he tugged on her hair, using it as a handle to fuck her throat.
Eren's cock sunk all the way to the back of her throat, with only some effort, wet sounds occasionally mixed with harsh chokes and gags. Ymir's throat felt like perfection, like a second cunt around his cock, muscles squeezing deliciously around him, and so sloppy it took only a few thrusts until her spit was dripping down all the way to his balls.
"God, your throat feels amazing," Eren grunted, fucking Ymir's throat, sometimes using her hair to bring her head down and up his cock, and other times snapping his hips to sink his cock down to the back of her throat. It was harsh and fast, spit hanging off his cock and thick on Ymir's chin whenever he pulled out completely. She'd breathe deeply, nearly gasping from the lack of breath, before her eyes would snap up to his own, and she'd beg more!
He indulged her request, using her throat, pressing her face to his pelvis, nose hard against his pubic bone, crystal brown eye shedding tears, ruined eyeliner streaking against her pale skin.
Ymir looked like a mess.
She looked so perfect.
"You look so fuckin' pretty like this," Eren rasped, keeping her lips pillowed against the base of his cock, grinding against her throat, tension building in his abdomen and cock.
Ymir moaned around him, her nails digging red crescents into the flesh of his thigh as Eren snapped his hips two, three more times, sheathing his cock in her throat, and came with a grunt.
Eren pulled his hips back until only the head of his cock was left in Ymir's mouth. She swallowed the first two pulses of cum before Eren gripped her hair and tugged her head off, the last splatter of cum landing on her cheek and jaw, slowly rolling down her skin.
Ymir blinked slowly as if coming out of a haze. She smiled, lazy and satisfied, leaning forward and kissing his cock head, lapping lightly, tongue swirling around the sensitive until it was all clean.
Eren tugged her head once more, catching her eye.
"How do I look?" she asked, dry tears, sticky lips, and jaw smeared with saliva and cum.
Eren leaned down, kissing her forehead. "You're gorgeous, Ymir."
Two Days Later
After leaving the castle, Eren and his friends were returning back to the Training Corps. As the wagon slowly made its way across the river, Armin leaned back against the wooden bench and gazed up at the clear blue sky. The gentle bumps and jolts along the road did little to distract him from the peaceful feeling that was spreading throughout his body.
The tranquility of the open sky above him seemed to wash away all his worries and concerns, leaving him feeling light and carefree. The clouds drifted lazily overhead, their fluffy white forms casting playful shadows on the lush green fields that stretched out on either side of the road. Armin closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation of the warm sun on his skin and the soft breeze in his hair. Looking up at the clear sky had always been a source of comfort for him, a reminder that there was beauty and wonder in the world, even in the midst of chaos and uncertainty.
Only six more months and they all would graduate from the Training Corps. Armin felt as if everything would change very soon.
Before they left, Commander Erwin gave Eren a Flare Gun in case it was needed to alarm the Survey Corps. Hange explained that the flare of that flare gun would fly much higher than from a normal flare gun. Eren had accepted it before they all left.
Armin wondered if he could finally ask Mina on a date now; the six months left were the last where they could pretend to be innocent and with nothing weighing them down and not needing to bother about the future of Humanity Inside the Walls. Whether or not they would survive against the World, wanting the end of all Eldians, Armin doubted they all did; he liked to believe they could find a different way. To Talk things through.
As the wagon made its way across the vast expanse of green fields, Eren leaned his back against it, feeling the gentle swaying motion of the vehicle as it rumbled along the dirt road. In the distance, a windmill stood tall and proud, its sails turning gracefully in the soft breeze that wafted past Eren's face, bringing with it the sweet scent of freshly cut grass and the distant chirping of birds. Despite the long journey ahead of them, Eren felt a sense of calm and contentment settle over him as he took in the tranquil beauty of the countryside around him.
Mikasa's head found a spot on his right shoulder, her silky hair grazing his cheek. On his left, Historia's head nestled into the crook of his neck, her breaths slow and calm. Lastly, Ymir lay across his lap, her head resting peacefully as she gazed up at him with a serene expression.
Armin found the sight of Eren sleeping with three women funny; As he gazed out into the distance, his eyes fell upon the 50-meter wall that loomed on the horizon like a giant sentinel guarding the secrets that lay beyond it. A small smirk played at the corners of his mouth as he thought of what lay beyond that wall, the vast and endless ocean that stretched out towards the horizon. For years, Armin had dreamed of seeing that ocean with Eren. One day they would reach the Ocean.
As Petra was riding the wagon through the vast and serene countryside, she couldn't help but feel intrigued by Eren's unconventional lifestyle. She occasionally glanced back at him, pondering over the fact that he was able to sleep with not one, not two, but three different women, and that too without any apparent qualms from any of them. The more she thought about it, the more she found it odd and intriguing at the same time.
Her gaze eventually settled on Armin, who appeared lost in thought, his eyes fixed on the towering Walls surrounding them. Armin seemed completely oblivious to the commotion as if he were in a trance.
Petra was sitting on the wagon, holding the reins of two horses that were carrying them forward. As they journeyed through the fields, she turned her head to face Armin, who was sitting behind her. Her expression was one of confusion and curiosity as she asked him a question that had been on her mind for a while.
"Armin," she began, her voice laced with curiosity, "I can't help but wonder why Eren sleeps with Mikasa, Ymir, and Historia. It's something that's been bugging me for a while now."She turned her attention back to the road ahead, but her mind was still focused on the question she had just posed.
Armin chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. If four years ago someone would tell him that Eren would sleep with three different women, four if the rumors about Annie were true, he would have never believed them. Eren wasn't someone like that, but perhaps this was a new side of Eren he hadn't seen before.
"I'm not actually sure, but if they're alright with each other, then I'm happy that my friends are happy," Armin answered with a little smile. His head turned to look over his shoulder, and he caught sight of a female dog with three adorable puppies trailing behind her, their tiny paws scampering through the grass. With joyful yelps and wagging tails, the playful puppies were busy tumbling and wrestling with each other, their furry bodies bouncing around like tiny balls of energy. The sunlight danced off their soft fur, creating a halo of warmth and joy around the charming little family.
"...I see," Petra answered reluctantly since knowing that Eren had been the Titan that grabbed her, Petra mainly had avoided being alone in the same place as Eren; she would often make sure her team was around in case Eren turned on them. She had nightmares of him for many years, and a part of her feared that he would one day suddenly attack them. But watching Eren helping them, giving them the resources and information needed to fight the Titans, and him sleeping so peacefully, she wondered if she had been unfair to him.
Annie
As Annie paced hurriedly through the dense forest, her heart raced with frustration as she made her way toward the so-called "friends" who were waiting for her. Her eyes narrowed into a heated glare as she approached the duo, who were casually lounging against a tree, seemingly unaware of Annie's mounting fury. Her gaze lingered on Reiner, who was leaning against the tree lazily before he finally straightened up at the sight of her.
"While you two were busy playing soldiers with your friends. I almost got caught doing my job." Annie spoke with clear irritation; since it was the last day of their free days, Reiner had suggested that Annie go to the interior, and look for clues, hoping to find the identity of the real king of the walls.
Annie had thought she was discrete enough, but it seemed someone had seen right through her, she had only seen a glimpse of his face, but she could feel it in her bones that the man who almost caught her was bad news. He had been able to dodge her kick, something only a few people could do.
The way he had chased after her, Annie knew the man hadn't really tried to capture her; he was more playing with her rather than chasing her.
"Someone saw right through my disguise. He is good. If I join the Military Police, and he's there. I won't be able to do much." Annie spoke grimly as she sat down on a wooden log. Exhausted, she would much rather do something else than act like a dog for Reiner and Bertholdt.
Reiner seemed to be considering her words with a thoughtful look before he looked at Bertholdt, who seemed concerned for Annie.
Reiner's voice broke the silence with a declaration that sent shockwaves through the forest. "In that case, we have no other choice," he said, his voice steady and determined. "We must destroy Wall Rose to force the Founding Titan to take action." Bert and Annie stared at him in disbelief, their minds racing with the implications of what he had just said. It was a risky plan, to say the least.
"How do you know for sure that he will do something? He didn't do anything when we destroyed Wall Maria." Annie reasoned, feeling a lump forming in her throat.
"He will have to. If he doesn't, then we will destroy Wall Sina too. Eventually, we will find him. At last, our mission is near its end. After five years of living amongst devils. Soon we will return to our families." Reiner spoke with a hint of warmth in his voice.
As the blonde girl contemplated the idea of causing harm to Eren, her heartbeat quickened, and she felt a rush of conflicting emotions surge through her body. Her mind raced with memories of the times when Eren had pushed her buttons and tested her patience, but despite his occasional frustrating behavior, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fondness toward him.
And destroying the Wall could easily result in all of her friends dying. She could imagine them being devoured by Titans, one by one. Despite trying to shield her heart, several people had managed to break her shell.
If she closed her eyes, she could see the faces of all her friends, all of them smiling at her, and then her father's face looking at her with disapproval. She remembered his talk after she had gained the Female Titan.
"Never feel for your enemy. Think of them as bags of flesh and bones. They're your enemy. They have no faces. No feelings. No loved ones are waiting for them. No one cares for bags of flesh and blood. That is what an enemy is."
Annie clenched her teeth in anger at the memory; instead of saying something to make her feel better. Instead, he told her that she shouldn't show a bit of mercy when facing the enemy; while that was true, all of her memories with her father were painful. Not one Happy memory.
While inside the Walls, she had felt more at home than ever before; living amongst these idiots, she felt alive. Sure, they were some annoying morons just walking around without reason, like Connie or the ginger guy with the most ridiculous haircut she had ever seen.
But she mostly remembered Eren, Mina, Armin, the annoying Mikasa, Sasha, and Horseface to an extent; the thought of them brought a tiny bit of joy. Not that she deserved it; she knew that she deserved no joy in her life. After everything she had done, she knew she didn't deserve what people called 'happiness.'
Annie's voice quivered slightly as she posed the question to her companion, "Are you sure?" She knew the answer would be difficult to hear, but she had to ask. Despite her own fears and worries, Annie was doing an excellent job of keeping her emotions in check and maintaining a stoic facade. "Many of your friends will die."
With a stern expression on his face, Reiner slowly crouched down in front of Annie, meeting her gaze with a level stare. As he locked eyes with her, he spoke in a monotone voice that betrayed the emotionless facade he was trying to maintain.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Annie?" he asked, his voice ringing out through the quiet room. "They're not my friends. But it serves us to earn their trust." Though he tried to sound convincing, Annie could see right through him - the cracks in his mask were all too obvious. Despite his best efforts to hide it, she could sense the fear and uncertainty that lay just beneath the surface, bubbling up from deep within him. She wasn't sure who he was trying to convince at this point.
"Really, because I have seen the way you look at Krista. How you try to give her private lessons just to spend time with her." Annie countered with a cold glare, not trusting his words.
"And the same doesn't go for you and Eren?" His tone was laced with a hint of bitterness and annoyance as he scrutinized her every move. Annie felt a pang of discomfort at his words, unsure how to respond. She took a deep breath, steeling herself before meeting his glare with one of her own. Her eyes were cold and piercing, conveying a sense of unease that was enough to make anyone back away.
Annie's eyes narrowed as she glared at Reiner, her arms tightly crossed in front of her chest. She had grown tired of his indecisiveness and lack of straightforwardness.
"If you want to say something, Reiner," she said through gritted teeth, "then do it." Her words were like knives, sharp and cutting. She was sick of his endless dancing around the bush, of him never getting to the point. She was ready to take action, to kick his face in if he dared to utter the wrong words.
Bertholdt looked at them nervously, he knew Annie and Reiner didn't have any kind of friendship left, but he hadn't thought it would be to this extent. Annie threatening Reiner.
"I found it strange the way you are around Eren, the way you train him in private, far away from everyone else, and the rumors. Perhaps you two have already-" "Reiner." Annie interrupted with the deadliest glare.
"Shut up, or these will be your last words," Annie threatened, her voice laced with venom as she held up her hand to reveal a glinting blade concealed within her ring. The sharp edge of the weapon glimmered menacingly in the dim light of the moon, causing Reiner's heart to race with fear. But it was the sight of Annie's bleeding finger that made him pause, realizing with a sickening realization that she was about to transform into the Female Titan. Annie knew she could crystallize her fists; his armor wasn't much against her.
Reiner gulped, backing away before his eyes widened, surprised with what he just said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Y-you're right. I'm sorry, but as long as you won't let your personal feelings get in the way, then we are good."
Annie pulled away the hidden blade of her ring, healing her small cut with steam. She turned on her heels and started walking away, not wanting to be in their company any longer than necessary. She was soon followed by Reiner and Bertholdt, the latter looking at the ground, his arms shaking.
"You know," he said, his eyes darting nervously around the forest, "I keep having the same dream, the man who hanged himself." A shiver went down his spine as he recalled the image of the haunting figure that plagued his subconscious night after night.
"But last night was...different," he continued, his voice cracking at the end as he struggled to compose himself. Reiner and Annie, who had been lost in thought until then, turned to look at him
"What was different?" Reiner asked, his eyes flickering at Bert, who gulped loudly.
"I Dreamt of the people in Shiganshina that I Killed. All of the victims I had mercilessly taken down grabbed me, each one missing body parts, and cursed me with a fiery rage, warning me of the eternal damnation that awaited me in hell. Then they even put a rope around my neck, slowly tightening it, as they relished in my misery and pain. My dream ended with me hanging lifelessly, in the same way as the man who killed himself." The guilt that he felt was overwhelming, and his voice cracked as he tried hard to hold back his tears, his mind and soul tormented by the memories of his past actions.
"Don't worry, Bertholdt. It was just a dream. Nothing more," Reiner reassured Bert with a comforting hand on his shoulder. Bertholdt reluctantly nodded in agreement, his mind still clouded with the vivid, haunting images of his nightmare. He couldn't shake off the feeling of fear and anxiety that had gripped him, even though he knew it was all in his head.
As he struggled to hold back his tears, Reiner continued to speak in a soothing tone, reminding Bertholdt that he was safe and that everything was going to be alright. Despite the reassurances, Bertholdt couldn't help but wonder if there was any truth to his dream, if there was something lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike.
Annie kept quiet; she hoped she could meet with Eren soon. She was tired and wanted to relax for a few days.
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