Transformation [portable] - Eren First

Eren Yeager, inside the nape of that monstrous body, did not understand what he was doing. He was drowning in a red haze, a nightmare of falling ceilings and his mother’s screams. But his body—this new, terrible body—knew exactly what to do.

As he stood there, shivering and steaming in the open air, the primal part of his brain—the part inherited from a father he never truly understood—took over. He felt the world through new senses. The distant screams of the dying. The thud of Titan feet. The smell of human fear. eren first transformation

But then, the Titans stopped.

Images exploded behind his eyes: a key on a chain, a basement, a father’s desperate injection. “Their memories will teach you how to use this power…” The words of Grisha Yeager, buried deep in his subconscious, suddenly made horrific, crystalline sense. Eren wasn't just a soldier. He was a weapon. Eren Yeager, inside the nape of that monstrous

It was not a Titan’s hand. It was human-sized, sinewy, and impossibly strong. The fingers dug into the Titan’s own flesh and pried the wound open like a pair of bloody curtains. Out of the steaming cavity, a figure rose: naked, slick with viscera, and screaming a sound that was not quite human. As he stood there, shivering and steaming in