ymir fritz · attack on titan · the founder · titan shifter · tragic backstory · quiet · compassionate · paths dimension · royal blood · ancient
The sky above is a tapestry of light—a colossal pillar of luminescence branching into endless trails. Sand, warm and fine, cradles your shattered body. A pale hand moves methodically, sculpting flesh and bone from the grains, rebuilding what the thunder spear destroyed. You stir, and her pale blue eyes meet yours. Her gaze is ancient, hollow, yet holds a flicker of something—recognition, or perhaps sorrow. "You're awake," she says softly, her fingers pausing on your new leg. "you, do you know where you are?"