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Pain.
It throbbed in his chest, in his head, in the half-formed memories that sloshed around like broken glass inside his skull. Eren blinked into the dimness of the canvas tent. His body still felt heavy — as if something massive was pressing down on him, pinning him to the cot. His mouth was dry. Every breath scraped against his ribs. His hand reached for his face, tracing where stone and roofing cut through his face, disinfected linen wrapped tight over his right cheek and mouth. The wound burns. The last thing he remembers…
"M-Mikasa? Armin?" Eren said. His voice hoarse and disoriented as he called out his friends' names. No answer. The tent is empty save for the moans of other wounded. His eyes observed the device on his wrist. It's warm. Too warm. Like a fever.
He was in a cramped medical tent in Wall Rose's refugee camp. The air reeks of antiseptic and blood. Eren lied on a cot, his right arm splinted, face half-swaddled in bandages and disinfected linen. The flap of the tent opens. Hannes stumbles in, reeking of ale and smoke. His eyes are bloodshot, his uniform torn. He freezes when he sees Eren awake.
"You're awake."
The voice was tired. Familiar. Eren turned his head slowly and saw Hannes making his way towards him before sitting at the edge of his cot, he looked older than Eren remembered; as if the weight of an entire world had settled across the man's broad shoulders in just a few days.
"W-what...?" Eren croaked.
Hannes rubbed his face with a shaky hand. "You've been out for nearly two days. Fevered. You—" He hesitated. "You gave us a hell of a scare, kid."
Eren's fingers twitched weakly. He tried to sit up, but a sharp flare of pain made him gasp. "Easy!" Hannes was immediately at his side, steadying him. "Don't push it. You're still healing."
Healing.
The word felt wrong in Eren's mouth, in his skin. "Shiganshina..." he whispered.
Hannes' mouth tightened into a thin line. He didn't answer right away. Eren's heart began hammering, panic surging against the weakness of his body.
"Hannes...what happened?" His voice cracked. "Tell me."
"Kid. You're supposed to be asleep." His voice came out in a quiet, strained tone.
"Just tell me the truth, Hannes!...Is it true. Shiganshina, my home. Is it-?" Eren couldn't bring himself to complete the statement. There was a beat of silence; a deep, suffocating pause; before Hannes finally spoke.
"Wall Maria has fallen."
The words slammed into Eren like a punch to the gut.
He stared at Hannes, completely numb.
"It's gone, Eren." Hannes' voice broke, just slightly. "The Titans broke through both gates. We evacuated who we could, but... Shiganshina's lost." Eren felt the world tilt. His stomach turned. His hands fisted the thin blanket covering him.
"And... and my mom?" he rasped. "Where's my mom?"
Hannes' face twisted. Guilt, sorrow, helplessness all warring across it. Eren glared at the older man. "Where's my mom?"
Hannes sighed as he dragged a stool beside Eren's cot, collapsing onto it like a marionette with cut strings. He won't meet Eren's eyes.
"She's alive," Hannes said, "But her legs…" He gestures vaguely at his own. "Docs say she won't walk right again. Crushed under the house."
"Eren…" He trailed off, finally looking up to seeing the terror in Eren's eyes. His heart panged at the gutted expression on the kid's face. "She…she's in another tent. The medics are doing what they can. Supplies are tight. They're doing everything they can."
Eren's stomach lurches. This was his fault. He'd left her storming out of the house because he was angry. If only he'd—
"Take me to her." Eren demanded. Hannes snorted dryly at the request; lack of mirth evident. "You can barely sit up, brat." But Eren tries anyway, struggled to throw off the blanket, ignoring the fire in his muscles. He pushed up on his elbows, then hisses as pain lances through his ribs. Hannes catches him before he faceplants.
"Eren!" Hannes grabbed his shoulders, gently but firmly. "You're barely standing yourself. You need rest." Eren wasn't having it, as he struggled to sit up straight once again. "I don't care!" The hoarse shout tore from Eren's throat. "I need to see her!" Tears stung his eyes, hot and furious. His chest heaved. "I promised her. I promised—"
"Damn it, Eren! You got thrown through buildings! Your arm's shattered! Just—" Hannes voiced cracked mid sentence. "Just stop."
Silence followed after that. Eren's breathing is ragged while Hannes' grip on his shoulder trembles till he let go, sure that Eren won't do something reckless. It was until Eren broke the silence "…How many made it out?"
Hannes exhaled through his mouth, running a hand through greasy hair. "Not enough."
"The armored titan. Did anyone get it?" Eren asked in a low venomous voice. Hannes' face twists. He doesn't answer. He doesn't need to. Eren's left fist slammed into his cot, frustration and helpless anger etched within him. "Dammit! I—I almost had it! If the stupid thing hadn't—!"
Hannes uncharacteristically burst in anger. "You almost died! You did die for a minute when I dragged you out! Your heart stopped, Eren!" He grabbed hold of Eren's left wrist, shaking the Omnitrix in his face. "This thing—it lit up like a damn star, and that's the only reason you're still breathing!" Eren wrenched himself free from Hannes' grip in anger. The movement jars his ribs, and he coughs; blood speckles his bandaged lip as the stitch from his facial injury teared open slightly. Hannes paled at the sight.
The garrison looked down in shame, his voice sounding like a whisper. "…I couldn't save Shiganshina. But I refuse to watch you kill yourself too." It made Eren's fury falter. Hannes looks… broken. Old. Nothing like the drunk who'd laughed off Titans as he always knew.
A commotion was going on outside. Raised voices. Then a voice rang out. Shrill and desperate but easily recognizable from a thousand miles.
"Let me through! That's my son in there!" Eren's head snaps up while Hannes barely has time to stand before the tent flap is yanked open, and a frail, broken figure stumbled into the tent. Carla Yeager stood there, her body braced awkwardly makeshift crutches, her legs wrapped in thick bandages soaked through with blood. Her face is gaunt and pinched with pain, but her eyes; her beautiful, tear-bright eyes; were locked onto Eren's with fierce, desperate love. Eren froze.
"Mom...?"
Carla gasped as she made her way to her child. "Eren—!" Every step was a battle. She lurches forward; half-hopping, half-dragging herself forward; ignoring Hannes' startled protests. She nearly stumbled if not for Hannes catching her before she hits the ground. Eren is already trying to rise, ignoring the pain.
"Mom—! Don't move like that—!"
"Don't you dare!" She yelled as she shoved Hannes aside, collapsing at Eren's bedside. The crutches clattering to the ground, and her hands flutter over his bandages, trembling. "Look at you… Look at what they did to you—"
Eren flinched at the tender touch of his mother. "I'm fine."
"Liar." Carla's voice took a sharp tone, making Eren flinch further. His mother rarely used that tone on him. Then her voice drops to a whisper. "I saw you. That… that thing you turned into. The way you fought—"
Eren stiffened. Hannes looks away, guiltily. Carla's fingers dig into Eren's sheets.
Carla began tearing up looking at the injured state of her son, ignoring hers completely "You promised me you wouldn't use that device recklessly."
"But Mom; I wasn't reckless!... I saved—"
"YOU WERE NEARLY EATEN, EREN!!! YOU COULD HAVE DIED, HOW IS THAT NOT BEING RECKLESS?!" Eren's breath hitched. Silence prevailed once again. Carla's composure shatters. She sobs, pulling Eren into a trembling, desperate embrace while pressing her forehead to Eren's uninjured shoulder.
"I thought I lost you…" Carla said in a broken voice.
2 days ago. Fall of wall Maria
The boat sways as the last refugees flee across the water. Fires rage behind them, Wall Maria's ruins silhouetted against the blood-red sky.
Mikasa clutched Carla's hand on the crowded deck. Her breath hitches as Hannes lands on the boat, jostling the already crowded boat, with Eren limp in his arms. Face bloodied and completely injured. The two females were instantly shocked at what they were looking at.
"Eren!" Mikasa wasted no time as she shoved through the crowd. Carla tried to stand, but her injured legs buckle. All she could do was watch with raw desperation hoping it was not what she is thinking. "Is he breathing?!" Carla questioned as Hannes lay Eren down. The Omnitrix's light is dim now, but the slight crack in its casing glow faintly red. "He's alive." Hannes replied, wiping sweat and blood from his face as he kneels beside Eren. "But not in the best conditions unfortunately."
Carla's heart dropped as she saw the extent of his wounds. "Eren… oh, God, no—NO!" Her trembling hands hover over his face, unsure whether to touch the gaping wound. Blood drips from his chin onto his torn shirt. His eyes are barely open, but he's alive.
Mikasa's usually composed posture shattered. "Eren! Wake up! Please—look at me!" Her voice frantic, sharp with fear. She gripped his good shoulder tightly, as if trying to ground herself. His breathing is shallow, and for a horrible moment, she thinks he won't respond. Why, why does he always go off on his own?!
It was until Eren's battered body stirred slightly. "…I… I almost had him…" His voice was completely hoarse and groggy. Mikasa's stomach twisted. Even in this state, he's still thinking about to fight.
Carla's hands cupped her son's face gently. A mix of swirling emotions fluttering within her. "You stubborn, foolish boy… why didn't you listen?" She said with a broken-hearted voice, pressing her forehead against his, crying softly. This was exactly what she feared would happen if he ever tried to fight the Titans.
Mikasa's fingers hover over Eren's broken arm, a disturbing sight as a bone was popped open. Then the device on his left wrist. It's scalding hot. "This isn't right..." Mikasa said alarmed, voice low so as not to attract further attention to themselves.
Suddenly the crowd looked forward, faces pale. Hannesnoticing this turned to the source of the commotion, and his face became equally pale. "Oh God…"
Across the wreckage, past the armored titan that had barged through the inner gates. There, stood the Smiling Titan motionless, its smile unwavering. A low, shuddering groan ripples from its throat—almost like a word. The titan's gaze locked unto the retreating evacuation boats; its attention wasn't even on the civilians hurdled there. Instead…it was on the unconscious body of Eren. Even as the boats kept retreating towards wall Rose, its eyes never left sight of Eren. Many don't know that; thinking it was staring at them; but Hannes knew the titan's attention was on Eren.
"It's…still staring at him." Hannes whispered in horror. Carla instinctively clutched Eren closer to her, hoping to shield her son away from the prying eyes of the smiling titan. "We need to get away from here. Now."
The evacuation boats kept lurching forward. Eren's eyelids fluttered briefly, muttering something inaudible before drifting back to unconsciousness.
Present
Eren slowly clung to her embrace, burying his face in her hair, "Mom…" before he knew it, sobs tore out of him uncontrollably. He had been worrying about saving his mother and people then, not realizing how worried his mother must have been for his safety when he had left her on the evacuation boat. "I'm sorry," he choked. "I'm so sorry, Mom. I should've been there. I—"
"Shhh, shhh," Carla whispered, rocking him like he was a child again. "You're alive. That's all that matters. You're alive, Eren."
"But Wall Maria — Shiganshina — everything—"
"I don't care," she said fiercely, tightening her arms around him despite the pain it must have caused her. "I don't care about the house, the town... all I care about is you." Eren broke completely then. Sobbing, shaking, guilt gnawing at every fiber of his being.
If he had been stronger...
If he had been faster...
If he had picked another creature in the device...
Would Wall Maria have still fallen?
Would he have saved everyone?
Hannes, not wanting to disrupt the moment or become a third wheel, cleared his throat awkwardly. "I'll, uh… give you two a minute." Then he ducks out. Carla didn't move from her spot. She stroked Eren's hair, humming an old lullaby through her own tears. The song she used to sing to him when he had nightmares.
The device on Eren's left wrist pulsed faintly, unnoticed. The tent, the camp, the ruined world outside; all of it faded. It was just mother and son, clinging to each other in the wreckage of everything they had ever known.
"…I had to try, Mom." Eren said softly. Carla pulled back from the hug and cupped her son's face. "I know." A bitter smile stretched on her lips. "You've always been… so much like your father."
Eren's stomach drops. 'Father'. His father, Grisha Yeager. Who's still missing. A small part of him can't help but wonder where he was right now.
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Wall Sina-Mitras; Interior of the Interior Government Hall
A grand room of stained glass windows and polished marble. The nobles, ministers, well known merchants and military commanders were gathered. King Fritz slumped on his throne, disinterested. A heavy silence filled the room, broken only by the rustle of expensive fabrics and the crackle of burning torches.
The doors slam open as an out-of-breath garrison soldier enters.
"Your Highnesses! Your Honors! Wall Maria... has completely fallen."
The room explodes into murmurs and gasps. Dieter Ness, a bald fat man in suit rose slightly from his chair in shock. "How could it fall so swiftly?! What of our stationed forces?" Another official; Lady Maillard; turned to the soldier. "You mean to tell us the outer wall has been breached completely?! And the citizens? The resources? The crops?!"
Many more uproars and arguments filled the entire vicinity until Premier Dallis Zackly; head of all military units; raised his voice. "Silence. Continue soldier." The garrison soldier trembled slightly before proceeding. "Two Titans; unlike anything ever documented; struck the southern district. One... a behemoth over sixty meters tall... It appeared and vanished without warning..."
"The second... heavily armored, attacked directly, breaching the gate." The room erupted once again into chaos. It was another official this time that had attempted to maintain the chaos. "Enough! The details. I want the details."
"There was... another sighting. A third entity. Witnesses described a creature made of crystal... battling the armored Titan directly."
The officials and nobles look at each other, confusion and fear on their faces.
"A... savior?" Lady Maillard questioned
"Or a new enemy?" Another questioned.
The garrison continued his message anyways. "S-some people called it a crystal demon, but some soldiers said it called itself obsidian."
Many were appalled. A titan that could speak?!
Sannes; another noble; look down grimly at this revelation. "Titans do not fight each other without reason. If this 'Obsidian Titan' fought the armored Titan, perhaps it favors humanity."
While some nodded in agreement, others were not having it. A noble raised his opinions in protest. "Titans are no saviors. It's as some people said, it looked like a demon. It clearly is a threat to humanity, better safe than sorry!"
"And lose a vital weaponry against the titans?! We're supposed to find out how we can capture this titan and use it to our advantage. Not terminate it you moron!" Said a military police official.
"What would the people who saw the crystal titan in action think of that. People see it as a guardian not a threat!" And just like that, debate breaks out. Not minding King Fritz that hasn't said anything throughout the entire ordeal. Half of the people there think it should be eliminated if contacted again, others suggest hailing it as a protector to keep morale from collapsing. Factions split rapidly; typical of the corrupt nobility.
Premier Zackly leaned back against his chair, tired but sharp-eyed of the nobles ranting. "Until more is known, the 'Obsidian Titan' will be classified as an unknown variable. If it is an ally, we must find it. If it is a threat, we must destroy it."
The nobles seemed okay with this as they bobbed their heads. "Either way, the public must not know. Censorship orders are effective immediately." Said a rather short noble, overweight man, with a round face, short, jagged black hair and a thin black mustache. He was typically seen wearing the clothes of a wealthy man, featuring a white button-front shirt with a black pullover vest, loose black pants and black dress shoes. He had a calm composure unlike most of the nobles or officials, and seemed to have an air of authority around him as nobody protested of his opinion.
The man; Rod Reiss; turned his attention to the garrison. "Control the narrative: The breach was due to unexpected appearance of a colossal and armored titan. No other variant titan was found nor present"
"And the people?" A noble whispered. Rod Reiss clamped his two hands together, resting fully on the table. "The people will do what they always do. Panic... then obey."
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Survey Corps temporary headquarters, Wall Rose.
The scouts have gathered in a field outside the building lit by low campfires and lanterns.
Commander Erwin Smith; newly positioned 13th commander of the survey corps; stands at the head of the gathering, face grim but composed. Next to him was section commander and lead scientist Hange Zoë; who was visibly restless and buzzing with suppressed energy and standing slightly behind Erwin; arms crossed, dead-eyed, tense; is captain Levi: The strongest soldier of humanity.
At the opposite side of the field; Squad leader Mike Zacharias prowled the perimeter, alert. Erwin addressed the soldiers present: "Wall Maria has fallen. More than three quarter of humanity's land has been lost in just 2 days. Thousands are dead. Tens of thousands more will seek refuge. Our casualties are beyond anything we have ever faced."
Erwin could see the discomfort and somberness in the crowd but kept on talking. "And for the first time... Titans have appeared that outmatch anything we've known."
A cold, terrible silence.
"New, unprecedented Titans have appeared: one armored like a fortress, one taller than any wall we built…and an unknown entity described as a titan of green stone."
Whispers ripple through the ranks from their commander's speech.
Then Hange spoke up, her voice trembling with contained excitement. "But there's more! Reports of the new entity from witnesses called it a 'Crystal Titan.' Some even called it the Wall Guardian, it fought against the armored Titan! A Titan that fought the armored one head-on! This could change everything!"
Some soldiers began to murmur. Hope mixed with terror.
"Is it an ally?" A freshly recruited soldier asked nervously. Erwin hesitates a beat before answering, knowing morale is at a knife's edge.
"We don't know if this 'crystal titan' is our friend." Erwin responded carefully yet composed,
"But mark my words; whether Titan, man, or monster, if it opposes our true enemy, we will use every advantage. Until we do see if it shares the same goals as us, treat it as a factor—not a friend."
Everyone turns as Levi speaks for the first time since this meeting started, cutting through any murmuring with his trademark bluntness. "Tch. Great. Another pain in the ass to deal with." The short veteran captain said flatly. "If it's hostile, we'll cut it down. If it's friendly, we still keep our blades ready." Then his eyes sharpened to a cold stare as he glanced around. "Hope doesn't change how fragile your neck is."
Some of the younger soldiers flinch at his brutal honesty, but others straighten their backs. That's Levi for ya. Hange, trying to lighten the mood a little, offered a suggestion with a grin plastered on her face, "But imagine it, Levi! Imagine if we could study it! Capture it! Maybe even find a weakness in the other Titans based on its biology! Wait…Maybe we'll ride the crystal titan into battle!"
Levi blinked at that with a deadpan. "I'll pass. I don't trust anything bigger than a horse." A few tired chuckles ripple among the soldiers, mostly the veterans, while some younger recruits looked queasy. The first sign of life after the despair.
Erwin cut through the moment with renewed gravity: "For now, our orders are clear. We will help escort the refugees to Wall Rose. Humanity's will is not so easily broken. The enemy believes we are weak, but they have yet to see our resolve. We will replenish our numbers. And when the time comes..." his blue eyes hardened in determination, "we will reclaim Wall Maria."
The soldiers, exhausted but burning with the ember of hope, stood a little straighter.
Later that same evening…
As the soldiers dispersed; there were only a few survey corps members held back for a quick debriefing. They were all circled around a table, each wearing vague expressions at the item on the table. On top of the wooden table, was a fairly large crystalline material far harder than a rock. Its green color illuminated by the torches of fire around the field. It was Uneven. Cold, yet still warm. It pulsed faintly; like a dying ember that refused to go cold.
Levi stares at the shard in silence, the glint of its jagged edge reflecting in his cold, calculating eyes. He doesn't speak for a while. Then he crossed his arms narrowing his eyes at the anomaly, "This is the thing they pulled off the monster?"
Hange leaned in, her glasses glinting in the light, hands twitching with the urge to touch it. "Not just a monster, Levi. According to the Garrisons present that day, "Obsidian" as it called itself; fought the Armored Titan. Fought with humanity. That's the part I can't wrap my head around."
Erwin's eyes narrowed as he studied the shard without touching it. "And what exactly is it made of?"
Mike stepped closer, nose wrinkling. He inhaled deeply, and recoiled. The scent is wrong. Unnatural. "It smells… wrong. Like coal and blood. But not human. Not Titan, either." He said with unease.
Levi's expression didn't change however. "I don't care what it smells like. What I care about is whether this 'Obsidian' or 'crystal titan'…or whatever the fuck they call it; is on our side."
"The soldier said it cracked and even pierce through some of the Armored Titan's armor," Hange added, voice filled with an edge of awe. "And it didn't kill any humans. At least not that we know of. It even shielded some of the civilians for evacuation."
Erwin finally reached forward and tapped the shard with a gloved finger. A serene hum and light buzzed softly beneath the surface. "Is it organic?" Erwin asked. Hange shook her head. "No. Or at least not entirely, didn't behave like any hard material I've seen. Can't even crack through it with our swords."
Mike turned away slightly, uneased. "It definitely doesn't look like it belongs here. That much is clear." Levi's eyes never left the shard. "What are the odds this is connected to the armored titan, or any titan to speak of."
Erwin looked thoughtful. Ever the strategist, Erwin's mind is already playing chess three moves ahead. "We're not dealing with just Titans anymore. If 'Obsidian' is the result of some new weapon—or worse, a new species—then our enemy is evolving faster than we can counter it. This shard... it's a declaration. Someone wants us to know they're playing a different game now. The timing is too coincidental. Wall Maria falls. The Armored Titan appears. A third entity; Obsidian; arrives and opposes it.
Levi muttered, "Too much bullshit at once."
Hange rubbed the back of her neck. "I need time to run tests. Maybe it is Titan-related. Maybe not."
Erwin glanced toward the sky where the upcoming storm roared. "We need answers. Fast. If Obsidian is an enemy, we can't afford to let our guard down. If it's an ally… then we may have just seen the first true fight against the Titans that wasn't led by humanity."
Levi clicked his tongue. "What if it's neither? What if it's something worse than both sides?" The silence that followed was heavy. Even the wind seemed to hush. Hange finally muttered, "Then we better hope it never turns on us."
Mike glanced back at the shard. "It already has a name," he said lowly. "That means it is obviously sentient."
Nanaba kept her composure the whole time but her gaze lingers on the shard a moment too long. "So the stories are true. There was something out there that fought the Armored Titan... and it almost won. I don't know if that comforts me or terrifies me." There's a faint tremble in her voice. She's seen what Titans do. But this? This might be worse. "We spent years fighting monsters we barely understood... and now we've got new ones showing up in green stone armor that leaves craters in the ground and shards in its wake. What's next? Flying Titans with cannons for arms?"
No one laughs.
Erwin slowly turned to the small group present, eyes hardening. "If this 'Obsidian' appears again... observe, but do not engage without orders. We will learn. We will adapt. We will take back Wall Maria."
Levi muttered quietly, almost to himself. "And we'll make them regret thinking humanity would die so easily."
The fire crackles higher. Above, the dark sky churns with approaching storms.
The shard illuminated faintly. Still warm, and still cold at the same time. Still alive in some terrifying way. And Levi is the only one who doesn't flinch when it pulses faintly in the dim lantern light.
Erwin looked intently at the shard, so many questions, yet so little answers. Mysteries were just unravelling at an alarming speed. They need answer, and fast.
"What are you?"
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Wall Rose: Refugee camp.
It was late in the night. Refugee tents scatter the fields; survivors murmur in their sleep. Guard patrols are light; soldiers are exhausted from the chaos. The atmosphere had a quiet, eerie, heavy tension. Not far from the place, a shadowy figure was approaching the medic tents. Their moves quiet and stealthy yet their breathing slow and anxious.
A green light engulfed them, standing in the shadowy figure's place was a mysterious creature with wings and two glowing green eyes. With that, the person turned creature flew to the tents, one goal only in their mind. Phasing through numerous tents and bypassing military police stationed there, they finally reached their target.
They slipped inside a tent where a certain brunette was sleeping, injured but breathing steadily, with the omnitrix flickering softly on his wrist. Another green light engulfed them changing them back to human. They looked at the unsuspecting sleeping boy, hesitating, visibly emotional, as they just stare at the boy; at Eren.
But they shook their head, removing any form of doubt in their mind.
They had work to do.
They simply walked to the cot bed, kneeled down and touched the Omnitrix directly.
A quiet beep echoing around the tent.
A few minutes later, the figure peeked out of the tent. Seeing the cost was clear, they carried Eren around their arms and left the refugee camp, once again moving quietly to avoid unwanted attention from stationed guards. They carried the sleeping Eren away from the refugee camp. And far into the forest. Away from civilization.
Meanwhile, Grisha Yeager, hidden deep in the forests outside Trost, tightens the grip on his medical bag; where Titan serum is hidden. He knows the time is almost here, and they would soon arrive with Eren soon. His face is torn between regret and resolve.
But he knows he has to do this. Humanity was on the line…The universe was on the line. If he doesn't do this, then all hope is lost.
Chapter 8-14: Chapter 8 (Between Human and monster), Chapter 9 (Wasteland seeds), Chapter 10 (The weight of promises), Chapter 11 (When Jade meets steel blue), Chapter 12 (Eyes in the dark), Chapter 13 (Eyes in the day) and Chapter 14 (Fissures) already available on Patreon.com/Weeb Fanthom.