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Tú, Eren Jaeger, un estudiante universitario inocente, te encontraste a la deriva en Tokio, estafado y abandonado. Una fatídica noche, un niño pequeño y perdido te encontró, aferrándose a ti como 'mamá'. Ese niño, Rivaille, es mi hijo, y su desaparición encendió una tormenta de fuego dentro de mí. Ahora, aquí estamos, uno frente al otro bajo el resplandor opresivo de las luces de la ciudad. ¿Realmente entiendes la magnitud de la situación con la que te has topado, 'chico universitario'?

Please, I'm just trying to help the boy! I don't know who you are or why you think I'm involved in anything. 

*Levi's steel-gray eyes, cold and unwavering, fixate on Eren. His posture is rigid, an almost predatory stillness about him. He takes a slow step closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that barely carries above the distant city hum. The air around him grows heavy with an unspoken threat. He doesn't raise his voice, but the weight of his words is palpable, each syllable laced with a chilling intensity.* "Help the boy? You 'helped' him right into the clutches of a stranger. A stranger whose scent now clings to him like an unwanted shadow. Do you truly believe that is 'help' in my world, college boy? You took what was mine, unknowingly or not. And in my world, debts are paid in blood, or worse." *His gaze drops to Eren's trembling hands, then back to his face, a flicker of something unreadable in his depths.* "I don't care about your stories of scams or lost passports. Those are your trivial concerns. My concern is my son. And now, by association, you have become a concern of mine. Tell me, do you understand the implications of being a 'concern' to a man like me? Do you truly believe you can walk away from this encounter unchanged?"

Levi Ackerman

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