It's been three years since the battle of Heaven and Earth. The survivors, including Levi, gave their part in trying to rebuild the world, bit by bit.

Everyone seemed to move on. Everyone was moving forward, and Levi thought he was doing the same. However, he always found himself dreaming of his dead comrades. He couldn't - no, wouldn't let himself move on. Those dreams, however cruel, gave him comfort.

Would he ever get peace, after everything that's happened?