This is gonna be one hell of a ride
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Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
28 Mar 2014
I woke up one day to the screaming of my girlfriend's father. The sound cut through everything we had ever known. Nothing will ever be the same.
I've seen shit... terrible shit that's happened. I've had to kill things that were once people I knew. These things... they're dead and they feast on our flesh. That is their only objective. My only objective is protecting my girlfriend, Christa, and my best friend, Marco.
My name is Ymir. A few says ago the world went to shit. Before they stopped broadcasting, the news stations were saying that it was the end... but what the fuck do you do at the end?
Everything is perfect.
No diseases, or poverty.
The Heaven on Earth finally conquered, thanks to Shiniwa Inc., the revolutionary company that stablished the Genetics Program on Japan. Finding and mixing the genes of two individuals who compliment each other, breeding stronger children, the future.
But sometimes genes clash, too strong to blend together. And it leads to mutations, which are strictly regulated. Also, the company must perfect their research. And with the protection of the goverment, scientists can use loners, people no one will miss, for their experimentation.
Haruka Nanase fitted that descriptiom perfectly.
What if every timeline some how managed to converge at one spot for the same reason? It did, and it's something that Gaster isn't happy about. It's your death.
How can he stop this from happening, if it seems Inevitable?
When Kenny dies and goes to Hell, he has a lot more to deal with now that he's found Pip Pirrup, who's having trouble in paradise, with his boyfriend (and soon to be fiancé) Damien Thorn, and Kenny's not the one to give the best advice, especially since he has problems with his OWN love life.
In this world, all the rules have died, and the columns of the destroyed morality have been covered with earth. In this world, kill or be killed - the third is taken from birth, and only a few lucky can find a way out of the cycle. This world lies under the sediment of black fog, the clocks here froze like ominous guards, and if you manage to turn around in time, you could see shadows smiling from outside the windows.
But every night someone lights their lantern and dispels the darkness; in hope of finding those whose souls still shine with silver.
(on some kind of hiatus??? idk???)
“I know you too well,” He says with a smile full of pity. One that John had never seen and never wanted to see again. He didn’t want the pity. “You’ll grow old, and you’ll call me at four in the afternoon wondering if me and Eliza wanted to go to crackle barrel. And we’ll go golfing together.”
But it wasn’t going to be like that.
John had five years. Just like him mom.