#nullisecundxs

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@rxguehunter @nullisecundxs

SHUT THE FUCK UP THE BOTH OF YOU BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU BOTH! GET THE FUCK BACK TO CLEANING COMMANDER EYEBROWS AND AS FOR YOU- YOU PIECE OF SHIT TITAN GO DO SOMETHING FUCKING USEFUL WITHOUT MAKING A DAMN MESS

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@nullisecundxs:

I WILL FIGHT EDWARD ELRIC TOO FUCK ALCHEMY BRING IT ON

I’LL BITE YOUR HEAD OFF HOW WILL YOU COME BACK FROM THAT YOU HUMAN SCUM

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AU: Parallel Verse. :nullisecundxs:

Blood.

That was the first word that crossed his mind when his senses came to him. Blood and heat. What was that atrocious sound? Noise of groaning and moaning sweep through the area once again, waking Erwin to his consciousness. The bright sun blaring above, glaring at its might down at him as though it forgot that it was Autumn. There were no clouds in sight, only the sounds of wails rang through the sky. It sounded kind of sad.

Where is he? Finally sitting up, Erwin turned his vision toward the sound, hoping that it will indicate where he was at. Last he remembered was walking home from work and picking up something- Something…I cannot recall.. His brief distraction was abruptly cut short due to the 6 meters tall thing that was roaming not that far away from him. He can feel his blood rushing out of his face as he watch the human-looking being - no, it was human, he was sure, but there’s no way to explain it. It’s proportion was off, the head was larger than ratio, tiny body, albeit the long legs, it’s arms was holding a horse. A horse that is a quarter of its size.

Not far behind him, he heard galloping direct toward his way. He bit the inside of his cheek and turned his head that way. A herd of horses running toward him, humans-

Thank goodness.

Ran towards him in rapid pace, as if not seeing him, and Erwin’s stomach drop. Those are razor like blades in their hands and they are either running toward the humanoid or him, either way he was in the middle. What is he to do? He was wearing nothing but a thin white thank and leather jacket. His fade-out jean and the pocket knife in his front pocket- His knife. He took out his knife and stood up in a defensive stance, slowly edging away from the herd of people approaching him and the humanoid behind him.

Erwin Smith, if this is a dream, you better wake up soon..

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He’s disturbed by the sudden influx of light, and throws small hands over his eyes. Taking a few moments to himself, he yawned and uncovered his eyes, pointed ears twitching curiously.

“Aaaawwhhh?” he cooes, unable to form any words. He’s small, no taller than a baby, and barely big enough to try and climb out of the basket. “Aaaaw!”