contradiction

?08-basement [basement]

The cold and humid air, the walls constantly eroded by moisture.The feeling of suffocation that lingers between breathing in and out is like a ghostly pattern formed by the strange mottled water marks on the wall, making it impossible to escape.

The chains nailed to the wall have circles of cracks, like spider webs tightly bound countless sinful or innocent souls, and they have not been able to escape from this fate until now. Leaving all the pain and despair on the chains that once locked all their freedom for a moment, the accumulation of negativity for one person, two people, ten people, 100 people, just like that, leave it like garbage to the next bearer.

—Maybe just looking forward to the redemption that will never come.

Sinner, sinner.

Levi thought, these two words pushed that person to death.

He pushed open the door, and the dilapidated wooden boards creaked immediately, as if the old man's joints were about to shift in a second after stumbling.This harsh sound was especially obvious in the silent space, Levi frowned, but walked in without hesitation.

This is the lowest floor of the original site of the Survey Corps, the former residence of Alan Yeager.This was what he had just learned from a messenger, and he also realized that he really didn't know anything about that child, just as he deliberately avoided hearing about him.A short period of getting along with Alan before he was arrested did not leave any impression in his mind. The young man was playing the role of a shadow, and he tried his best not to let him find out. He was trembling as if holding a shocking secret. What I think about every day is how to avoid sanctions.

But such clumsy acting skills were still successful, he seemed to agree with this approach subconsciously, a certain nerve buried in his brain became the boy's accomplice, and he did not have the slightest sense of disobedience.

Levi felt that the heaviness and arrogance brought out from the execution ground were showing off in front of him, an unaware person, mocking and trampling on it, but he was powerless to pull it out, and could only let it intensify.He walked to where the only thing in the place was—just a simple bed, except that it had handcuffs attached to it.Levi picks it up and holds it in front of his eyes.

There are only some unruly rust marks on it, and there is no temperature residue. The coldness is the virus attached to it, and everyone who has touched it will be infected with this evil disease. Bit by bit, it starts from the heart, suffering, helpless, Suffering and screaming, but there will never be a cure.

This is just a terminal illness, forgotten by the first patient in this basement for five full years.

That kid spent five full years in prison, Levi thought.

But maybe it's more than that, his so-called room is just another kind of sex, he's just a pawn that hides the identity of the sinner, and they wantonly play with it because of its value.And he seemed to be involved in this ridiculous chess game.Although there is no testimony of memory, but the familiarity of the body remains. He understands that everything here was once clearly engraved on his heart, so that he can still have an impression now.

Sympathy, pity, exploiting a child's guilt.

Presumably it will be these emotions.Then he kind of believed what others said he took care of Allen, yes, it was because of these that he was now almost unable to move and stayed here, it made his heart throb, it stopped his breathing and made him feel The feeling of being dizzy again in the next second.

Yes, Levi forces himself to repeat, but it's just the pressure of guilt.

He told himself this fact repeatedly, ignoring his knowledge that he would never have such feelings casually.He told himself that it was just an apology to Alan Yeager, for dragging a weak child into this vortex of endless struggle, knowing that the end would only be death but blindly deceiving him, All he wanted was to squeeze out all the value he could use.

Using a child is what makes him so miserable.

Levi said this, over and over again.Take it for granted, there is absolutely no reason or room for refutation, this must be the truth.

he thinks.

This has to be the truth, it has to be.

Levi pulled the clothes on his chest, feeling that the air in his chest was completely emptied, and he had to breathe more quickly, but the air didn't enter the lung lobes at all.The dull pain just intensifies and spreads blindly. The thorn seeds have long been buried, and now they are clamoring to erupt, piercing the heart, bypassing the hollow gap between the ribs, rubbing the inside of the skin with sharp stems to bloody flesh, and it just goes out Hissing in pain, shedding countless tears of blood, roaring, roaring.

give it back to me-

give it back to me-

Levi slammed his back against the wall and slumped down feebly, the rough surface of the wall scratching gray marks on the surface of his clothes, even brushing the ends of his hair.Sweat drenched his shirt and wet the back of his hair.But he has no way to pay attention to these, he feels that the autonomy of the body is being lost, and it is beginning to be out of his control.He felt the slight movement of his lips, and he kept repeating that word, stubbornly, resisting, competing with his throat for the right to speak, but all of this was out of his control, as if it happened to someone else.

As for him, he just watched with cold eyes, seeing the painful posture of the man who is known as the strongest human being, seeing his eyes closed tightly, his lips pale, even so he kept screaming.

Allen, Allen, Allen.

Yes, he is just like this, he can only be like this, full of doubts, just looking at it unbearably, and then questioning himself again and again.

Who is he.

Alan, who the hell is that.