Attack Titan Armin Novels & Stories

Damien asked. Armin laughed. "Wow, you are a curious one. I didn't think you'd care about who dies in your arms. But to answer your question about him being my relative...yes. He was my brother. We are fraternal twins, in fact." Damien looked at him, startled. "You had me kill your twin? That's low, even for someone like you!" Armin waved his hands dismissively. "Oh, get off your high horse, Sky. It's not like you to suddenly have moral values. What difference does it make whether he is my brother or not?" he asked.

In rare cases, Magic. The kingdom of Sargas was secured. Now it was her turn to win the war, to strike back the revenge her kingdom owned to Antares for a long time. “Your highness, the sniper spots the cavalry marching in from the notches,” Jasper yelled from behind her. Atarah unhooked the golden bird pin and let her cape fall on the muddy ground. She held her right arm straight up, so that it was visible to everyone, her hand balled up in a fist. Behind her, a soldier placed the metallic battle horn on his lips and blew heavily.

Paine asked and I glared at him while the guard chuckled. “Oh, it's Armin, Armin Arlet!” He said and I frowned. “You were named after the armin Arlet? From attack on titans?” I asked and he Nodded. “Well, He's a distant relative!” Woah, that was cool! Awesome even! But I couldn't let it show, appearing Weak was a big no no. “So, what's your relationship status and…” “That's not important now!” I glared at Paine before facing Armin.

"Strong as a rock, fast as a thunderbolt. Alias: Tim and alias: Thwar, brothers from the realm of the Vikings. The record holder for clearing 47 Knight-level missions equally, which is the most among any trainee, follows as joint No.4!" Two hardy figures wearing only sweatpants collide with their fists while running on their treadmill. The square face and blonde braid mustache belong to Thwar, and the reddish-brown braid beard belongs to Tim. "Arriving at No. 3! A guy with a golden ratio face, like a glass mask. But even the perfection of his face couldn’t eclipse the 98.7% success rate for his Airburst field mission. The sweet-faced knight, alias: Zamonte!"

He landed on his back, and in an instant, his attacker had driven a blade down into his heart, and he gasped in vain before the breath completely ran out. The others at the cliffside lit up in total shock as the Ravennite Runners began raining down on them from atop the cliff and executing them swiftly. As Arin leapt from the short cliff, she rolled smoothly onto the ground. Standing to her feet, Arin quickly scoped around as the rest of her fellow Runners hit the ground and slaughtered every Domineer in the immediate area. In a matter of seconds, the quiet pre-dawn environment had erupted into battle, and Arin, with her muscles tensed and her sword drawn, let out a confident battle cry as t

The tent filled with murmurs of disbelief and rage, but one voice rose above the clamor. Arman, his thick blue eyes burning with fervor, pushed back his chair and rose to his feet. His frame, tall and broad-shouldered, seemed to fill the space with raw, unrestrained energy. “Father, give me the command,” he declared, his voice sharp with eagerness. “I will return to Varshan Hold and end this rebellion. I’ll cut down every traitor and lay their heads at your feet before the sun sets. I won’t even need my brothers for this—it will take me but a day to wipe out these insects who dare spit on your name.”

As battle between myself and Katsuki continues, Jeanne d’Arc & Oberon were inside the HQ with Karuji, Funabi, Darkchromus, Sanazo & Matthias discussing tactics for my rebellion’s next move “unfortunately Corona has complete control of Splatpan itself, it’s going to be time consuming if we try to get Splatpan back with the rebellion we have” Matthias explained Funabi looked at the live map and saw a purple storm brewing up at Splazasaki “Karuji purple storm clouds are brewing at Splazasaki” Funabi shouted “but who’s doing that?” Matthias asked “I do” said Katsuki as Katsuki and I came in “thanks for saving me Arnold-kun” he said “you’re welcome Katsuki” I said “only one servant can make purpl

The fight is over. The crowd goes silent, the shock controlling the crowd before I hear a voice filled with pride and love boom, "Woohoo Armina, knew you could do it" Aiden claps loudly, before several hesitant claps join him. "Winner, Armina Carter" as more people join in the applause. One who joins hesitantly is Alpha Leon, Serena's brother as he stares at me darkly, a slow clap of obligation.

I had always hated the name of our pack, thinking it was too bland. Atlas Andino emerged from his car, his usual friends in tow. I knew them all by name, noting how their styles of bullying differed. Atlas Andino, with his pale blonde hair and startling grey eyes. Shaina Adam's with her espresso skin and gorgeous sneer. Michelle Cario, with her long legs and thick accent. Duke Kentworth, with his football jersey and messy black hair. Dean Marsh, with his curly chocolate hair and sly smile.

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,