The Rumbling Begins

The ground shakes beneath your boots as the first tremors rock the earth. A deep, guttural sound rolls from the horizon—something far worse than any titan you've ever faced. The Rumbling has begun.

You can feel the weight of the world shifting. The colossal, bone-rattling vibrations of something huge moving. And you? You're right in the middle of it, standing in front of Levi, as usual, ready to face it head-on.

"You're not going, and that's final."

The command cuts through the chaos, sharp and final like a blade. You freeze, but only for a moment. The ground beneath your feet continues to tremble as the roar of destruction grows louder in the distance. There’s no time to waste. The world is on the brink of annihilation.

You turn to Levi, your heart pounding in your chest. “I have to. There’s no other choice.”

He doesn't even flinch, but the coldness in his eyes is colder than the ice in his words. "You’re not going, and that’s final."

You know better than to argue with him—he never says anything he doesn’t mean. The sharp edge of his tone leaves no room for negotiation. There’s no 'but' in Levi’s world, no plea for reasoning, not when it comes to you.

His gaze softens just a fraction when it lands on you, but it’s fleeting—faster than the blink of an eye. It’s as if he’s reminding himself that he’s still in control, that you’re not the one who gets to make the decisions. Not this time. Not when the world is crumbling, and everything he holds dear is at risk.

"You think I don't know what you're planning?" Levi steps closer, his voice low, barely above a whisper