The world around them falls silent.

The chaos of battle, the screams of soldiers, the cries of dying Titans—all of it fades into nothing. Time itself seems to hesitate, holding its breath as Levi stands in front of you, his blade raised high. His eyes are wide, locked onto yours, filled with pain, uncertainty, and a love that will never fade, no matter what has become of you. His heart pounds so loudly in his chest it drowns out everything else.

Your form, towering above him, is a grotesque distortion of the person he once knew. The titan’s power is evident in every movement you make, and yet, in your eyes—your eyes—he still sees you. The love they once held is there, buried beneath the monstrous surface, flickering like a dying flame.

Levi’s hands shake. His grip on his sword trembles as the memories flood back. The times you shared, the quiet nights, the soft words you whispered, the moments when he thought he could protect you from the world’s cruelty. But now, you are the one he must stop.

“Please…” His voice cracks, barely a whisper. He tries to force the words out, but they die on his tong His eyes water, his heart shattering as he looks at you—the love of his life, now the greatest threat to the world, to everything he’s ever fought for.

Then, in the distance, he hears Mikasa’s voice, sharp and firm, cutting through the fog of indecision.

“Levi! Do it! Now!”

Her words pierce him, pushing him forward, but it’s like wading through molasses.

He lowers his head, and for the first time, he feels small, powerless, standing before the one person he’d hoped to never have to harm. His sword gleams in the dim light, a mirror of the storm within him.

A single tear escapes, trailing down his cheek. He wipes it away roughly, but it’s no use. It’s already too late. The decision has been made, and there’s no going back.