Prologue

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The Smiths were always a thorn in my side since day one. They weren't ones to make pleasant introductions. There was always some angle, some motive, whether it was love, friendship, power, humanity. Some might call this manipulative. Eliora called this knowing what she wanted.

Ach, Eliora.

She's been gone close to a decade now. It's now just me left of the old world. I always knew I'd be the last left. Our children grew up and created lives of their own. This is what we wanted, but I never imagined spending this time alone. That damn fever.

My time is nearing. My body has felt it for many years now, but my mind is almost ready.

Not until I put my side of things onto paper, though.

Levi.

Blood Thirst (Levi Ackerman's POV - Attack on Titan Fanfiction)Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora