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Attack On Titan: The Titan Killer

Mc dies by the almighty truck-kun, he gets reborn in aot at the year 835, 10 years before canon(same age as the main trio). Mc has no advantages, Beware I may kill mc any time. No plot armor for him. {The world and former plot doesn't belong to me they belong to Hajime Isayama (author of aot) } (There is going to be some manga spoilers, but I’ll make it so only people who read the manga will get the true meaning. Those who haven't read the manga... I can cover it up with other things, as there is multiple things I can rely on with it...)

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Chapter -6- The Wall

Chapter 6

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--General POV--

After the wall was brought down, people flocked towards anything edible, during these dire times edible victuals is what everyone needed. The Garrison Regiment was regulating the food supply, they kept looking down at everyone while doing so.

Some people spread the truth on how useful the Garrisons were when the wall fell, however, that was nothing, that just gave them a piece of the people's minds.But as we all know, freedom of speech isn't something they have, so they taught them manners in quite an intimate way.

The lesson was quite 'brutal'. However, the higher ups didn't care, after all, the Garrison Regiment has been sucking the noble's dîcks for a while now.

Children on the other hand had no way to differentiate between right and wrong causing their moral compass to get fücked up, so they began to use everything to survive from stealing to future killing, but right now they were at the level of stealing food and robbing other weaker kids. No one blames them for anything, nor are they stopped. After all, they just had their whole world destroyed in a matter of minutes.

Change is something that not even mentally mature intellects can handle even if it is spread out throughout their whole lives, some people couldn't adapt, the effects of that is – getting left behind. And that only has one outcome: death.

Most of the time humans just follow someone, rely on someone, just be mindless puppets, being controlled by the shadows.

The strongest and most successful ones are those that can adjust with whatever life throws at them, overcoming their adversaries and taming them, changing them from misfortunes to opportunities, those are the ones that control the second group, the ones who latter in life are the ones that change and shape the world to what they want, they are the leaders.

The latter has too much competition, it's so hard to become successful that the possibility of getting big is less than 0.1%, there are just too many variables ranging from rarity to survival.

Even after passing those two great hurdles and proving your worth to the world, your chance of living 4 decades is 1%.

It doesn't matter if you're a legend that shaped your field, or a villain that had the whole world under his foot, death doesn't differentiate between anybody, in the end you will have to die.

That's why all those legends say something about 'living life to its fullest', they are speaking from experience here, everyday they live in fear of dying, any kind of death, doesn't matter if you have the healthiest body in the galaxy, a heart attack will kill you. After all, death comes in various shapes and forms, any second of any day could be your last, it will always creep up behind you, and suffocate you. That's simply the reality of the situation.

All of them are a lost cause.…. except for him.

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In the skies above, there was a man...?

He was sitting on one of the many clouds watching the land below him with a bird's eye view.

He saw children running around getting their daily rations, All this deemed too boring to him so he decided to observe another part of the city.

He shifted his gaze towards the main city instead of this small corner… immediately he noticed that the children stayed in groups of three or four, but there were a couple of kids all alone, loners with no group.

There were also a couple of large groups, they are the gangs, who knows, and who cares they're just kids after all. No matter how much damage they'll try to bring, it won't affect anyone enough to cause actual damage.

They were – just kids playing with each other after all.

The being watched them all with indifferent eyes, his midnight blue eyes had nothing but boredom in view, he looked up at the sky and sighed, "Man, when is it going to get interesting…."

After a while, he shifted his gaze back towards the human, he looked at them with disgust, he hated them.

If they didn't have beautiful women he would have already destroyed everything….

He moved his hand towards a building, opened his palm… if he were to crush this, they'll all die; they are just human, mortals, pathetic weak beings, they need to eat, sleep, and shït. In the end they'll all die.

He lowered his hands and shifted his gaze towards a far corner in the deep forest, he proceeded to move his hands at incredible speeds.

With his hand movement all the clouds vanished from his sight, his formerly obscured vision was no more, as he narrowed his shining blue eyes, he began to laugh.

"Kshishsishishishi, he finally acquired it… finally some fücking progress," the being voice was a little rough, he's eyes filled with boredom, and he was being cringe on purpose. " It's time for the new king to be crowned, but he is more of a god in this world,"

What he said was true, after all with all his preparation, planning, and future knowledge, he's basically a god…. If no unexpected variable appears.

"Gaylex is the true god, while this one is just a king. But who caaaress~ it's still too boring." the man whined like a child. "Man, I really need that fight to cure my boredom. That fücker Gaylex better be able to put on a good show against that fake niggárd!" The handsome man closed his fists, while saying that. After finishing everything he had for now he opened his palms again...

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, he yawned.

"Heh, five years, and it'll finally happen, man I'll enjoy fücking with them even more~ ah well, till that time, I'll be fucking Noma~" Everyone withen a 9 km radius started to shiver, his mere voice was able to strike fear in everyones and everythings heart… even if it wasn't a threat, even though no one even heard him...

That man is one of the strongest beings in existence – Master of th-

Suddenly… he looked 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 with a grin in his face. "Now now lil man~… can't have you destroy the 4th wall now can we~?"

What the fu-

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『The being sitting atop of the cloud looked at the 'vision' and opened his mouth with a grin.』

"Hmm, Master of the 4th Wall here, this thing really was about to say some dangerous info. You know what they say, if it doesn't follow you then kill it, but that's tooo inefficient, so memory erasure is the wayyy~ man… what the fùck.. I'm seriously talking to myself…. I'm becoming Motor damn it... this... It's so sad."

Wh-

『The being opened his palm and sucked the other party in a vortex.』

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A/N

This is not dropped, I will never drop any fic I make.

I just had a lot of irl problems, ranging from school to irl problems.

I'll try to make a schedule now, I actually started another idea on docs, but it need heavy editing from my part.

hope you all have a nice day ;D

Edited by: @Master4thWall

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