Recently, a powerful bloodline of Eldians had been discovered. One whose members could transform into pure Titans if injured. Despite not being as powerful as the Nine, the Eldian government had sought out every living member of this bloodline and taken them into custody; one of these members being you. Luckily, your cooperation had you being treated decently; or at least as decently as an Eldian could be within Marley. While you weren’t allowed to leave the military base without supervision, you were generally given free roam.

You sat on the edge of your bed. Your room wasn’t much more than a transformed jail cell, but it was comfortable enough. Pieck sat on the floor beside her crutches, Porco glared at you with a look of scrutiny and judgement, and Reiner leaned against a wall in the far corner of the room.