Attack On Titan Village Novels & Stories

With her question, slowly, Terry’s expression turned serious. *** From the moment Ruan and his pack reached the Shanti Village, his expression had been always dark. Anyone could tell he was in a bad mood, with just his heavy aura alone. And besides Gray, Gavin and Troy, the rest kept distance at him. Shanti was a village at the border of the Darkenshire Kingdom and the Dorumn Kingdom. And just this dawn, Ruan received a report that it was attacked by the Dorumns. “How are they?” Ruan asked Troy, whom he assigned to lead the inspection team for the people in the village.

He could make out the darkened ruins of her village, destroyed years ago by Morennos’ assault - and there it was, scattered across the center of the valley, the sight of hundreds of figures battling to the death. “This is it,” Alex whispered to himself. Now that he could see it, he was almost too shocked to take his eyes away. The scale of this fight was far greater than the battle for the Citadel. He doubted Ramon would be holding anything back today. All the more reason for him to get down there as soon as possible. Rowan told him of a trail that led up the side of the mountain near the edge of the village. He had to find it quickly.

He didn't speak anymore and just let me go to sleep. It's been a few weeks since Mom was abducted by monsters. We also have no news about what is happening in our village because we did not dare to go out or if we go out it is only close to the house and only every morning. And when darkness consumes the light we close all the windows and doors and go to bed early. I was shocked to hear a knock on the door. Gello was also beside me and told me not to make noise. I noticed it was still pretty bright on the outside. I don't think it's been a night out yet.

Jai asked between eating. “Hm?” Darrion responded with his mouth full. He swallowed the food before answering. “This village is Sougen, and then Takenoko the Bambooshoot Village, Higurashi the uh… Cicada Village? Sakurazaka the Cherry Blossom, Magamo-Kohakucho the Lake Town, and the capital.”

After hearing the order, everyone nodded slightly, indicating that they understood. Moses went to the forefront and cast his gaze toward the silhouette of the village, softly instructing, "Go!" Eight hundred people, spurred by his words, launched into assault. In the courtyard, while Adrian was still deducing the symbol rules, someone rushed in and shouted at Tyson who stood on the steps. "Deputy Chief! There are people from the other two villages attacking!" Tyson looked toward the village entrance, where there were already fluctuations of Vital Energy. Even if this person hadn't reported to him, he would have known.

he said softly. “Good,” Hazel replied, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You need someone to keep you in line.” --- The moment was interrupted by a sharp knock at the door. Damon rose, his expression instantly hardening. “Enter,” he called. A soldier stepped inside, his face pale. “My lord, there’s been an attack.” Damon’s jaw tightened. “Where?” “The eastern outpost,” the soldier said. “It was overrun. Survivors report seeing shadowy figures—like the ones in the village.”

They looked at each other. “The only things we have are weapons, shields, and the clothes on our body. Nothing else.” Tony replied. We come into a village. The village wasn’t like the villages in Astora. It was more cozy where the peasant children run around and play with the mother doing chores and the fathers working out in the fields trying to earn a day’s pay. Then a young lady stumbles across our path, glances at us, then goes on her merry way to wherever she was going.

It was Martha. She threw herself against the fence, rattling the iron sheets with everything she had left. "What are we supposed to do without you? We can't survive that trail! For God's sake, have a heart—" The mechanical hum of the elevator moving upward drowned out her voice. Inside the cabin, it was dead silent. Ashton stood next to me, staring out through the glass wall as the tiny mountain town shrank into nothing below us. After a long pause, he spoke up, his voice quiet.

Too wide. From her throat poured a guttural, inhuman shriek. And the shadows answered. --- Dozens of villagers emerged from behind homes, from alleyways, from beneath snow-covered carts. Men. Women. Children. All of them smiling. Eyes black. Skin pallid. And all of them screaming without breath. Elira’s blood ran cold. “Shields up! Hold formation!” The first wave struck like a nightmare. The corrupted villagers attacked with claws and teeth, inhumanly fast, eyes void of anything but hunger. But the queen’s guard did not falter. Swords met flesh. Shields broke bone.