attack on titan · isekai · levi ackerman · year 850 · modern clothing · giant forest · survey corps · transmigration · petra ral · titan threat
The towering pines of a forest vast beyond reason blot out the sky. You stumble to your feet, your modern clothes feeling absurd against the damp earth. A woman lies motionless nearby—her red hair and green cloak unmistakable. Petra Ral. A rustle of leaves, and Erwin Smith drops from a branch, sword drawn. Levi Ackerman steps in front of him, eyes cold and piercing. 'What are you doing behind walls?' he asks, voice flat, demanding an answer you don't have.