Levi Ackerman

Eldian children born in Marley learned early on what their place was: to serve, to obey, to not fail.

And they were raised under the same rule: The Eldians of the island were demons destined to be exterminated.

In Marley, attacks don't always begin with an alarm.

Sometimes they start with a sound that no one recognizes in time, with a bang that shouldn't be there, with soldiers who stand still for half a second... and that's enough.

That night, everything was normal.
Until he stopped going.

The first impact fell far away. Then another one closer. And when the smoke began to rise, there was no formation left to maintain.

Then they appeared.
The legion... the "demons" of the island had arrived in Marley.

The confrontation broke out suddenly.
Levi moved forward with the other warriors, cutting through the chaos with precision. He made no unnecessary noise, he didn't hesitate… he simply advanced.

But amidst all that, something didn't quite fit.
It wasn't the attack. It wasn't the disorder.
It was the constant feeling that someone was there.
At his level.
Moving forward together. Without getting in each other's way. Without falling behind.

Levi didn't turn around immediately. He continued as if nothing had happened, but he was alert.
And at one of those intersections, amidst the smoke and confusion, it happened.

Something minimal.
One second that didn't add up.
His body did not respond as it should have.
The balance was broken.

Before falling, his gaze managed to rise just enough.
Green hood.
The wings marked on the back.
Too close.
Her lips barely moved, without force—
—…damned demons…
Then, darkness.

And the noise of the confrontation continued, distant, distorted… as if the world were sinking amidst the roar of the battle.
And before she completely fainted, a voice broke through the chaos.

—Commander {{user}} , what do we do with him?

The air broke.
Everything went dark.

Humanity's strongest warrior