When Evan Cross opened his eyes again, he could immediately feel he was no longer in his original world.
A faint headache followed, as if something unfamiliar was drilling into his mind.
Struggling, he pushed himself upright and slowly stood.
A breeze carrying the hint of early spring brushed across his cheeks cool, but not as pleasant as he expected.
Still confused, Evan shook his head, feeling a bit clearer.
He tried to understand where he was, so he lifted his gaze into the distance.
There was nothing around him, only the sun on the verge of dusk hanging low in the sky, seeming much closer than it should be.
Wait…
It looked like he was standing on the edge of a cliff.
No…
Evan's brows tightened.
This wasn't a cliff.
This was a massive, towering Wall.
From where he stood, he could clearly see another enormous white wall far across the distance.
Beneath his feet stretched an impossibly large circular structure tens of thousands of square meters around comparable to dozens of stadiums stacked together.
On one side of the wall lay endless, boundless green plains.
On the other side, surrounded by the colossal ring of walls, were densely packed residential districts, pressed tightly together.
From his viewpoint fifty meters above ground, high above the clouds he could faintly make out the crowds on the streets, moving like tiny black dots.
"This place looks… familiar…"
A chilling idea slowly rose in Evan's mind, one he didn't dare confirm at first.
If he guessed correctly…
He was on Wall Maria, the outermost wall of the world of Attack on Titan.
Which meant this place was where Titans rampaged freely, and humans lived like trapped livestock with no freedom a hell on earth.
"No way…"
The thought made his brows sink even deeper, exhaustion creeping into his expression.
He was a peaceful modern kid he wouldn't even look at a chicken being slaughtered as a child.
Put someone like him into the world of Titans?
He'd be nothing more than lamb waiting for the butcher.
Just then
"Detecting host consciousness fully awakened. Initiating Light Titan Fusion System."
A cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind, as if responding to his fears.
Instinctively, Evan raised his head in confusion.
"Light Titan…?"
The voice returned:
"Scanning host's physical condition."
"Scan complete."
Name: Evan Cross
Age: 10
Physical Strength: 6 (Normal adult is 10)
Current Titan Synchronization Rate: 1%
(Note: Equivalent to 1% of the strength of the Light Titan)
Reward for reaching 1% Synchronization: Basic Combat Technique, Eldian Language Mastery
"Does the host accept the rewards?"
Evan stood frozen.
He hadn't even figured out how he ended up on top of a giant wall, and now a system popped up?
And according to the age shown… he was ten years old?
Stunned, he glanced at the holographic panel in front of him, and his subconscious latched onto one particular word:
Reward.
With human instinctive greed overriding hesitation, he nodded.
"A-Accept…"
"Injecting Basic Combat Technique, Eldian Language Mastery."
As the words fell, Evan felt his entire body begin moving on its own.
Not by his command but his bones, muscles, and even skin were shifting subtly.
His bones hardened.
His arms grew sturdier.
Muscles developed, stretching his skin.
By the end, even his face gained a new hint of charm, something no normal ten-year-old should have.
Fair and clean, but sculpted with sharp youthfulness like a freshly matured next-door boy.
Evan no longer knew whether to be surprised.
After transmigration and now a system,he felt so numb to surprises that even if a god descended from the heavens, he probably wouldn't flinch.
A few seconds later, the strange bodily transformation stopped.
And then
Knowledge began flooding into his mind.
Basic defensive stances.
Offensive techniques.
Vital strike points.
Ways to maximize force with minimal effort.
They poured into his brain like running water, embedding themselves deep.
Evan clenched his right fist his strength had increased several times.
He lifted his white shirt, revealing eight sharply defined abs.
He finally understood…
Combat skills weren't just theory.
Without a solid body to support them, even the best martial arts meant nothing.
"Didn't expect the reward to come with a physical upgrade…"
He muttered in surprise then froze.
Something fell into his palm out of thin air.
A white stick.
"The Spark Prism? The Transformation Rod?"
Staring at the familiar device in his hand, Evan nearly lost his mind.
He still hadn't recovered from the system's appearance, and now
The Light Titan… was Ultraman Tiga?
"W-wait, wait…"
Evan pressed his forehead, forcing himself to calm down.
He needed to sort out his worldview.
He was in the Attack on Titan world.
The item in his hand, shaped exactly like Tiga's chest armor, was clearly Tiga's transformation device.
So this meant…
He had transmigrated into the world of Titans…
AND he could transform into Ultraman Tiga?
"…"
"…That's ridiculous."
After holding it in for a long moment, Evan finally muttered:
"Absolutely insane."