The war had technically ended one year ago today, yet the war in Levi's mind waged on. He'd stayed in Marley, helping to rebuild, even opening up his own tea shop- but he was a shell of the man he used to be.

Scarred, blind in one eye, and wheelchair bound, having lost almost every person he's ever cared for. He felt lost, useless, and tired.

When not at the tea shop, or helping around Marley, all he could do was sit and think...and it was slowly driving him insane with agony.