Attack On Titan Village Novels & Stories

Clara kept on asking question I could tell she is the brilliant type. "There is a ant on your shoulder" Miller tease me I jumped immediately trying to get it off my body. "Where is it gone?" I said startled "it a prank" she smirk. I was a little bit timid. I hate ant a lot and I don't want anything tamper with my skin "You are a Coward" I said as I twist his ear he let groan a little and I smiled. This was the first time I had a real smile on my face after my mum death

The mountain peak which we had just climbed brought forth a wide view of the valley which extended beneath us. A nightmare had unfolded before me. The first Riverland village, a quiet settlement of wooden houses and large grain silos, was under attack. Council soldiers in silver armor were throwing torches through windows. The neutral pack members which included farmers and merchants and teenage citizens attempted to defend themselves against aggression but their numbers proved insufficient for the battle. Dante transmitted his order through the radio system when he commanded Liam to execute his instructions without showing any mercy while safeguarding the civilian population and eliminating

Chapter 52: A New Dawn The village was beginning to find its rhythm again, and the scars of battle were slowly healing. The sun rose over the rebuilt homes, casting a golden light on the renewed sense of hope that pervaded the community. As everyone settled into a routine, it became clear that while the immediate danger had passed, there were still many challenges to face. Luna and Asher continued their efforts to strengthen the bonds within the village and with neighboring communities. They knew that unity was their greatest weapon against any future threats. On a cool morning, they decided to visit one of the allied villages to discuss trade agreements and mutual defense pacts.

The sinking feeling in my gut tells me what we both already know, we’re too late. As we drive further onto the pack grounds, the devastation becomes painfully clear. The once thriving village is in ruins. Homes and communal buildings are engulfed in flames, their skeletal remains crumbling under the relentless heat. The bodies of pack members men, women, and even children, are scattered across the ground, their lifeless forms a chilling testament to the brutality of the attack. I grip the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turn white. The sheer scale of destruction is overwhelming. This isn’t just an attack, it’s a massacre.

“Tell me, what happened?” Amreth sighed, his shoulders sagging. “There was another attack.” My heart sank at his words. Another village had been attacked, and I wasn’t there to help them. Just how many people got hurt or even died? “How...how bad was it?” Marcus shrugged. “We don’t know the extent of the casualties, so we’re going to check now.” “Where did it happen?” I asked. “A village at the northern borders. We just received the word.” I looked at the warriors behind them, then looked back at Amreth. “Since you’re going, I’m coming with you.”

"Who has wrought such havoc upon you?" Their spokesperson, a woman with bloodied hands and a determined gaze, stepped forward to address me. "Alpha Damian, we are survivors from the village of Ashwood," she began, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and determination. "Our village was attacked by a group of bandits, and we managed to escape. We seek your aid and protection." My heart sank at their plight, and a surge of anger coursed through my veins. These innocent souls, ravaged by violence, had sought refuge within the walls of our kingdom. It was my duty to provide them with solace and safety.

I’m about to tell him exactly what I think when he shows me something else. A group of newborn vampires tearing a village to pieces. They kill everyone. The entire village is burned to the ground. Every building bar one. I recognise Claudel as he runs into the commotion. The vampires scatter into the surrounding landscape and leave behind a blood curdling scene of butchery and destruction.

"I must go back there and help my people. And I need your help." The door burst open and the boys entered. Rena and Mira followed last. Serra stared at her friend but Mira didn't laid eyes on her like she was not there. A kick of pain hits her heart. "What happened?" asked Niko who dashed immediately towards her. Serra took a last glance on Mira before turning to Niko. "The attack" she said. "It's gonna happen on my village and we only have a week before it happens." She heard Mira gasped.

On both sides of the road, featureless snowfields stretched as far as the eye could see. “What’s the name of this village, brother?” Andrei asked. The Patrolman spat makhorka-brown spittle. “Little Wells,” he answered. So, this was a village? Svetlana wrinkled her nose. Everybody knew that villages contributed to the defense of Motherland by feeding the cities where the sacred work of manufacturing weapons of Light was being carried on. But Svetlana was a city girl and had no precise image of the countryside beyond the golden sheaves of corn on the cover of her textbook. What she was seeing bore little resemblance to the picture.

There's no high level undeads in the village but it sure are infested. All the survivors were mostly children and women, all of them were considerably uninjured but a little bit malnourished and shaken. Of course the assault wasn't really to hard in just 20 minutes the Village has been fully searched and secured, we decided to leave for the next village, which is 5 kilometer north of Thorn Village, located on the edge of forest, it was called Pine Village, a lumber productions village.