Melith went down the wooden ramp that led to the dock. The boat trip had taken a couple of days, but she was not in a hurry to get there. It had been a relaxing travel after all, one on a sea that was not full of toxins or lethal chemicals.

In the dock she saw several sailors coming and going, fishers emptied their loads in large containers and there where one or two PDF hanging around.

All these people, inhabitants of Paradis.

No doubt these three years had led to several changes in the lives of the inhabitants of Ymir, as had the Administratum baptized this system by the name of the one who had brought the PCE to this world and in honor of the now Lord General Midas T Slasveid after having discovered a fragment of said PCE in this world. In fact, many had received promotions, including her, now she was a Major-commissar.

And for that reason she had been assigned to one of the first Ymir regiments. The first regiments would come from this island, because although a considerable number of conscripts had been recruited from several cities, most had been divided among other regiments which had been considerably reduced. Officially, there was no Ymir regiment. Ate least until now.

She went to the road, located on the outer wall. A large wall that surrounded the island prevented the 'Steammen' that still roamed the island from trying to cause any problems. So, although at first it had been considered to exterminate them, the Mechanicus had negotiated to keep them locked in this island. After all, they were good material to create 'Macro-servitors.

When she reached the edge of the wall she could see it, one of these steammen was busy carrying heavy stone blocks. His body had been modified and his head was attached with numerous metal parts that gave him the orders it required. Behind its back there was, joined to his flesh, a rockcrete mixer that kept turning. Once the Macro-servitor placed the block of stone on a column that appeared to be under construction, the same macro servitor placed his hand on the block. Where his arm had been, there was a line of pipe that connected to the mixer. The rockcrete came out of this and joined the block of rock to the column. A techn-priest watched the entire process.

"Major-commissar?" She heard the voice of someone calling her. Turning, she found an officer of the new regiments.

"Folch, isn't it?" The officer nodded.

"I have been ordered to escort you. We must go to the bridge to reach the walls."

Melith accepted and Folch spoke for his Vox. In a few moments a car arrived and stopped in front of them. It was beige, with polarized crystals. It was a high-ranking person limousine, it was armored and of considerable size. Folch stepped forward and opened the door, Melith accepted the gesture and entered. The car started.

In a few minutes they reached the bridge. One of the four main bridges which were used to reach the walls. The bridge was about forty meters high and had been built in a similar way to the one she had seen the Macro-server do. There were some guards from the PDF, but they left immediately after seeing that she was on board.

"I guess everything must be ready," Melith said as she looked out the window. It was a radiant landscape and barely touched by man, which would soon change. Well there were rich fuel deposits on this island.

"Everything is ready, Major-Commissar," Folch said. "The three regiments are waiting."

"I hope the soldiers of this world are good enough to serve in the imperial guard."

"They are brave and willing to sacrifice themselves for the God Emperor and for humanity. Everyone has been trained and they have fought against the titans for years. "

"They will not be fighting against 'titans' Folch." The Commissioner said as she laid eyes on the young man. "The galaxy has countless enemies of humanity. They will be fighting against traitors and aliens. Keep that in mind. "

"I understand, Commissar. My apologies."

The road continued with some casual chats, after a couple of hours Melith could see the wall Maria that rose over fifty meters.

'That would be a good stronghold' she thought

[X]

The chapel was empty, or at least almost unoccupied. From time to time there were priests from the Ministorum who came and went attentive to their obligations. There were also parishioners who silently raised their prayers to the God-Emperor. The place had once belonged to the religion of the walls, but a few months after the Empire arrived, the whole sect had been shot down in the blink of an eye. The churches of religion of the walls had been demolished and from the foundations had been built churches in the Gothic style of the empire to demonstrate the power of the Ministorium.

At first there had been friction with the citizens, but in a short time the discourses and sermons of the priests had amassed the attention of the people. The idea of salvation and the triumph for the emperor against the enemies of humanity had inflamed the hearts of a large majority of the population, and it was known that the number increased day by day.

In one of the benches of the chapel that occupied the area inside the wall Sinna, was a man. He didn't pray, instead, he had decided to come here to reflect, and calmness was giving him the calm for his mind.

He lifted one of his arms and saw again the cybernetic prosthesis that had taken the place of his arm. It had been a gift from a Magos who had come here three years ago. They had taught him the correct rites to appease the machine spirit within his arm, to clean it and to mention the proper litanies.

A few steps were heard echoing through the chapel. It was a familiar sound, of boots moving, of those that a soldier would use.

"I didn't know you were a religious man. Erwin." said Levi Ackerman behind him. Just like Erwin, he was wearing his imperial guard uniform. On his shoulder was the symbol of the crossed wings that had been adopted by Ymir's regiments. The number 1 of Ymir was also visible. The uniform was the same color that they had been wearing for years, but had been entirely changed by one designed for better protection against the weather.

"I follow the teachings of the imperial creed. But I've only come here to think a little. After all, silence helps clear the mind." said Erwin as he got up.

"Say that when we are in battle. With so many bombs and mortars falling I doubt we can find some silence other than the silence that predicts an ambush. "

Erwin just laughed a little at Levi's words. He had not changed much after these years. In fact, these years had changed a lot of the world. The Imeperium of Man had given this world the name of Ymir and they had begun to bring machinery to exploit the riches of the soil. The Minustorium had strengthened its position in society, The Adeptus Mechanicus had control over the Titans and various technologies on the planet and now the Munitorum was ready to enlist the first Ymir regiments.

This news had taken more than one by surprise. It had been believed that it would be Marley who would give the first regiments, but after observing their performance in the war and how really accustomed they were to fight next to the Titans, it had been decided to send them to other regiments. That is why now Paradis had the honor of presenting the first regiments of Ymir to the imperial guard. The now Lord General Slasveid had seen the form of combat of the Paradis soldiers and wanted to use them in the Imperium campaigns.

And today would be the day of the first foundation.

"Let's go." Erwin said. "There is not much left and we must be prepared."

[X]

Jean Kirstein reassembled his lasrifle. He had already cleaned it, doubly to be sure. Once he finished he gave it a look. It was a MK4 pattern, light and strong, fifty shots per charge and with enough power to cut off an adult's arm.

He again flipped through his personal equipment. He had all the equipment that an Imperial guard should carry. The antifrag armor was in place and the belts were in order.

Then he check once again the ODM team on his body. It had been modified by the tech-priests of the Mechanicum, the former mechanism used to shoot from the hip had been changed to the forearms. With a wave of his hand the retractable controls disengaged and the springs sent them straight to his palm. The pneumatic system allowed a greater absorption of effort at the time that the steel cable pulled its arms avoiding injuries. He spoke the litany to appease the machine spirit of the gear while introducing an energy cell in the container behind his back.

Finally, he cleaned the badge he had on his shoulder. The badge that distinguished him as a sergeant of the first Ymir's Regiment.

He left the barracks and went to the training yard. There were PDF recruits in shooting practice using the fire from their lasrifles to burn the targets made of wood or iron. The new weapons of the empire were something he had never dreamed of before; they were powerful enough to knock down a titan with a quarter of an energy cell and from an appropriate angle. A long-lass would make a lethal shot, and a lascannon would be overkill.

He met the members of his squad, six men and three women, two of whom were well-known faces.

Sasha Braun, she had her attention occupied with a wooden target some three hundred meters away. Her variant long-lass was well positioned in his hands and she watched calmly by telescopic sight. She pressed the trigger and an energy beam came out of the barrel with a flash suppressor that hit the wooden target and burned it completely.

Connie Springer instructed a couple of soldiers from his squad. He moved his hand and the trigger positioned on his palm ready to be used. He pulled the trigger and an adamantium's hook shot up with a steel cable. Connie pressed another trigger and rose toward the tree where the hook had been placed. The other two followed his example and fired. Like Jean, and the rest of the regiment, their rifles were secured with bands to their torsos, giving them some stability if they wanted to shoot the weapon with one hand while moving with the ODM gear.

Jean called all his squad and formed them. It was not a bad team, while Connie and Sasha were the most experienced squad –and from the first company- the others had been well trained with the use of the ODM's and were pretty good.

"Good." Jean spoke. "Today comes the officer of the high command to check the first regiments of Erde. Let's show him that we're not an amateur bunch. We have already gone through a lot and this will not stop us either. "

Gazes of approval ran through the faces of his subordinates and broke into cheers for him. Jean took them to the main square of Sinna where the first foundation would take place.

[X]

Mikasa adjusted her red scarf over her neck to make sure it did not fall. She had already checked her equipment and polished her badge. Lieutenant, they had assigned her. When she finished, turned to see Armin who had also done reviewing his gear and was polishing his badge, this, however, was of a captain. Captain of the second company, just after the first that belonged to Levi Rivaille. Meanwhile Eren also polished a badge, of a sergeant, to be frank.

"What's the point of all this?" Eren said. "We will go to space only to fight for the empire. We should first finish what's left of Marley and get rid of the titans. "

"Marley does not exist anymore," Armin replied calmly. "And the titans now belong to the Adeptus Mechanicus. There's nothing left to fight anymore, at least here. "

"But doesn't it bother you? We have lost so many of our people because of those monsters and now they let them live! "

"They are no longer our enemy." Armin replied. "You've seen them, have you not? Now they are nothing but slaves. Slaves for the Mechanicum. "

"But…"

"Eren ..." Mikasa raised her voice. It was not too loud, but she was firm enough to silence Eren before he came out with another pile of meaningless words.

"Are you loyal to the Emperor?"

That one question seemed rhetorical, but Eren knew, no, everyone knew what it meant. Three years under the teachings of the Administratum and the Ministorium had taught them well about how things worked in the Imperium. They knew what was in store for those who dared to challenge the orders of the high ranks of the Empire. There was no mercy for the traitors, nor for the weak. The commissar assigned to the PDF had taught them in the raw but effective way.

Eren understood and closed his mouth. It was beyond him to try to oppose the orders of the Munitorium. He took his lasrifle and connected it to the sliding strap on his torso, the rifle stuck to his body. He lifted his bag of luggage, and, like Armin and Mikasa, left the barracks.

[X]

Hanji Zoe checked her pocket watch. There was only an hour left to start the ceremony. The three regiments were already on the way and would soon be formed. She, like other officers, was on one of the balcony of the king's palace and below it was the main square where Ymir's new imperial guards would be raised.

She felt some itching in her left eye, or rather, the cybernetic prosthesis that had replaced her lost eye three years ago. The red lens was adjusted again and again by measuring and analyzing atmospheric and light changes. They gave her readings of light spectra that she could never have captured with her normal eyes. Mechanicus technology was something that fascinating to the end, she would have preferred to join the techn-priests and learn from them, but Levi had stopped her. They needed a competent leader to be Erwin's second-in-command and they had grown her up, and with that they had ended their hopes to go and learn more about the Omnissiah.

Colonel Smith was there with the now Colonel Dot Pixis. There was also Queen Historia Reiss who was now the ruler of Paradis. She was not at the level of Ymir's governor, but she had been given authority over her citizens.

"Colonel Zackly will not attend." Spoke Pixis. "I'm sorry, but it seems that he had a setback. Anyway, he will arrive as soon as the ceremony is over. "

"I see." A Munitorium official spoke. "While he is present for the time of departure, everything will be fine. Oh by the way. It seems that the Major-Commissar has arrived. "

Evidently, a car had been parked nearby. To have such authority to do so, he only pointed out that the person who had arrived must be someone of considerable rank.

A woman got out of the car. She wore a heavy leather coat and put on his head a typical commissary cap. She entered the palace and in a short time arrived at the balcony.

"Welcome, Major-commissar." Said Historia.

The Commissar bowed and took off her cap. "The pleasure is mine, your highness. Please, just tell me commissar, mentioning both titles can be exhausting. "

The commissar walked towards the stone railings to have a better view. The three regiments, eighteen thousand men in total, were donned with all their equipment ready.

"They look anxious." Melith said jokingly. "I heard that your men are good at high mobility. I hope the officers have not exaggerated. "

At these words, Pixis responded." Agility goes hand in hand with our people, Commissar. We have fought against the titan-ahem ... steam men for decades and a Ymirian can move as fast as a Valkyrie would. I assure you they will not fail the Emperor.

Melith nodded at the old colonel's words of loyalty. She could not pass judgment on these new regiments; after all, this was technically a virtually new type of regiment for the imperial guard. Having a high mobility squadron was different from one of landing. The general had even told her they could be useful in a siege and especially in Hive Cities.

Melith glanced at her watch and with it started the first foundation.

[X]

The ceremony was over. And with that, the three regiments of Ymir moved towards the troop transport ships that were just arriving. Each one with capacity for more than one hundred passengers. There were dozens of them, once they were full, they left for the atmosphere and for the cruise that awaited for them in the orbit of the planet.

Melith had decided to wait she would leave on her own ship after finishing with a couple of things. The first was to deliver the orders of the Lord General and the other to assign to which regiment she would belong.

That was why she had assembled the lower-level officers after colonel in the three regiments.

Hanji Zoe, Revan Brown and Joquin Primer. The all of them from 1st, 2nd and 3rd regiments respectively.

She had read the reports and profiles of each one. Had understood that they were good and their skills could be useful. Hanji Zoe was a good leader, with quick decisions and a cool head. Her curious personality might be a little problematic, but she had been tested more than once for what she had read.

Revan Brown had been recommended by Dot Pixis himself. He was good at defensive situations and relocation and flanking tactics. He had managed to prevent several steammen from devouring civilians during a certain accident. With only one squad he managed to attract them to a death zone and flanked them to attacks from multiple angles. He had not lost anyone.

Joquin Primer had a reputation for ruthlessness. It was known that he had been raised in the underground district. He had previously been charged with crimes, but had been released after proving to be extraordinarily good at hiding and ambushing. He and a group of bandits used to rob the wealthy people in the inner district of Sinna , they were so good that PDF's had to call an arbitrator to find him. But the guy was skillful and cunning, killing quietly was part of his specialty and he knew he used to teach his henchmen to do the same.

The three were in position of attention in front of the commissar.

Melith had considered entering the 2nd regiment, Brown was brave and loyal. But at the same time he preferred to do things his way. Not that it was totally negative, but she did not want to have to shoot a man with good ability.

"It's good to see you. Ready to go to the void?" Melith Asked jokingly.

"We are ready to serve the God-emperor and the golden throne of Terra." Revan replied with no hesitation to answer.

Melith just smiled and pulled out her data slate, she started the holloprojector and showed it to the officers. She saw how Zoe could not help marveling at the techno-magic of the empire. The spectrum drew a planet; it looked mostly rocky, with some forests, but mostly a desert of cold rocks.

"Be sure to deliver this to your senior officers. Lord General Slasveid has ordered us to deploy and divide. The 1st and 3rd regiments will move to a region in the Charadon sector while the 2nd will go to the eastern fringe to face the Tau. The Lord General has engaged in a war on a hive world. One of the three hive cities of the world of Caldaros has rebelled. The Lord General calls for reinforcements and thinks that Ymir's regiments might find a way to enter the wall without too many risks. "

Melith turned off the hollo projector, took out three data carriers and handed it to the others.

"Finally, I would like to announce I will be assigned to the 1st of Erde. I hope we can understand each other." She said in a tone more threatening than cordial.

[X]

Originally they had thought how exciting it would be to travel by the stars in one of the ships of the empire. When the shuttle reached the orbit they could see the majesty of that ship of a Gothic style like a temple. It was huge, with countless weapons that surpassed the size of steam men and adamantium plates so thick they would make walls look like sheets of paper.

However, the emotion they expected was not the one that had received them. Inside the dictator-class cruiser there was not an atmosphere so similar to the barracks in Ymir. Well, they had the necessary necessities, but the rooms for the guard were of twenty square meters where they fit about one hundred imperial guards in bunk beds of three levels. They were used beyond the time that could be estimated, one could see that the sheets had been used for so long it was just scratchy fabrics and mattresses were incredibly uncomfortable. The smell was rancid, of oil that had already spent several years there, and it felt an incomparable old age in the whole ship, testament of many centuries of service in the fleet. It was a cold, dirty and depressing environment.

But what had caused the most discomfort to the new regiments was the warp travel.

They spent fourteen days traveling through the immaterium. In those fourteen days, the most strange and disturbing events happened. Those who roamed alone could hear very clearly whispers that made their skin crawl, as if some specter whispered in their ears many things they did not understand. Others felt uneasy, almost paranoid, they looked everywhere saying and swearing they had seen a loved one who had already died years ago. But what frightened them more was that they all had terrifying nightmares, there was no night in which more than one awoke screaming, some had preferred not sleep, only to fall surrendered a few days later and wake up a few hours later screaming, swearing that the demons were coming for them.

Armin had decided to spend his time trying to occupy his mind in other things, one of which was to read the book that his parents had left him. This kind of thing was no longer forbidden and he could read it without problems. He thought of the deserts of ice and the seas full of salt that had been described, things he hadn't get the opportunity to see with his own eyes.

In fact, he was not discouraged by this. Now that the empire had arrived and that he was now part of the imperial guard, it simply filled him with emotion to know that he could have the opportunity to travel to other worlds with floras and totally different faunas. It was amazing just thinking about what kind of things he would see out there.

But he also knew that these things could be scary. He had heard from one of the security guards on the ship that there were worlds full of pollution where it was almost impossible to live without a gas mask. Planets where there was mysterious xeno activity. He even heard of a creature in a world, said creature could fly from a tree, fall on your face and eat it releasing corrosive acid.

He had reached one of the observation posts. It was not entirely forbidden, but the guards constantly gave him looks to show he was not really welcomed there. And it was not because he was an Ymirian the probably wouldn't even know the term, but there was a window, small, no bigger than a head. This window was reinforced with a crystal several meters long, but on the other side could be seen the flow of the Inmaterium. At first it was his curiosity that invited him to see what it was that made them have so many nightmares, but that window seemed to have been dulled, so he had decided to stay there and hang out.

"There you are." A familiar voice spoke behind him. "Dinner is ready, there will be meat. You should hurry while we still contain Sasha.

"Meat? Isn't that too much?" he answered to Eren.

"No idea. They said there is a lot. The cook told it was from an animal named Grox. I have no idea what it is, but he said it was not bad."

Armin smiled at the words of his old friend, he leaned on the rails to look down, there was a void, a kind of metal hole that was said to extend to the lower levels. The guards said that in that place there were only mutants pests that from time to time should be exterminated.

"Have you ever imagined this?" He asked to Eren.

The latter also looked down trying to find whatever was down there.

"To be honest… even in my wildest dreams wouldn't have imagined this. I still can't believe it. Three years ago we were locked behind the walls and now we are in space."

Armin smiled and looked out the window. "Yes, but now we are heading towards a battlefield probably much worse. I don't know what we will find"

They both remained silent until finally Eren broke the calm. "Even so. If we just hope to win, I do not think we'll survive. "

Armin turned to see his old friend, trying to make sense of what he had said. He continued. "We must fight. Fight until our enemies have perished. "

The war was awaiting for them,.

[X]

It wasn't that far from the planet where they got out from the warp. Millions of kilometers away from their target, even so, the officers on board had said that it would take a few hours to reach Caldaros. This was an industrial world, the atmosphere still it had something of the cleanliness that it had before its colonization, but its seas were clearly transformed. The once emerald green was now just a brown with only a fraction of what it had been several millennia ago. The forests were still there, but clearly diminished and separated from each other.

It was in a mission planning room where Melith had gathered her officers. A Hollo screen covered a large part of the room that showed the planet and four ships of the empire. All simply were in orbit with the planet, waiting.

"This is the hive Plumel..." Melith said as she pointed to the huge hive city that covered a continent and rose to the sky. "Thirty-five days ago it ceased all communication with the other hives and with the imperial forces. At first it was thought that it was a malfunction. But when a group was sent to investigate this group also lost communications with the empire. Three days later they were returned slaughtered. This clearly marked an act of rebellion. So the PDFs responded. "

Melith sighed before continuing. "Unfortunately Plumel is a very well defended hive. Their artillery and anti-aircraft batteries are well maintained. The hive is equipped to contain a siege and access to the city's empty shields. A bombardment from orbit will not help much and the Administratum wants the hive relatively intact or at least with a good part insured."

Hanji Zoe raised her hand; the Commissar saw and accepted her question.

"How will we operate to enter then? If it is so well protected, we cannot do much damage without great losses."

Melith showed a wry smile on her face. "You have a good eye." She manipulated the holloprojector and placed it looking in an area near the wall. "The void shield protects the hive from bombings and air attacks. But the walled curtain is not reached by the void shields." The hologram changed again this time, covering a large part of the thirty-meter-high wall. "An attack from the southwest will be made to attract the attention of the enemy and the artillery. You will move from the north using Chimeras. Once you are close to the walled curtain then you will move with ODM gears to climb the wall. Once inside you will divide. There are two key objectives, the first is to find and disable the shield generators. The second is to capture the high lord of the hive. You will be deployed quickly and at different points, once inside you will have to regroup and go for the generators."

There were no more questions, Melith then continued with the meeting for a few more hours.

[X]

The vibration increased more and more as the Chimera advanced on the uneven ground towards the walled curtain. The explosions resounded as the enemy artillery roared in the distance responding to the armored assault.

Naturally, the bombs would have destroyed them all, but thanks to the distraction generated by an attack from another flank, few artillery guns had responded to the attack. In addition they had separated enough to avoid being destroyed en masse.

However, this did not mean that they were not accumulating losses. Of the Thirty chimeras nine had already been destroyed, but there was still three hundred meters to reach the wall, another bomb fell right on top of another chimera was engulfed by the deadly fireball counting ten victims now.

When they finally got close enough, the gates of the chimeras opened and at the same time their occupants escaped, Ymirian imperial guards rushed to activate their ODM equipment, under laser fire and bullets tried to climb with the hooks and cables. the shower of death fell taking the lives of dozens, some were shot only leaving the armor deck, others were shot down in the air and ended up like puppets hanging from a single cable, the lucky ones who reached the top achieved shoot and kill defenders, Jean opened fire killing two enemies, then another else fell after impacting the visor of his helmet. Burning flesh stank in the air and bodies charred by lass bolts were measured across the top of the wall.

"Destroy those artillery batteries!" Armin Shouted, directing the sappers to plant explosive charges to blow up the heavy mortars that protected the hive. "Vishel! Give me a recount and form them! "He barked orders again as he fired his rifle killing a traitor from the hive.

Connie jumped towards one of the battlements, once close by he threw a grenade through one of the slits that the enemy used to shoot, the grenade exploded, killing its occupants, three Ymirians entered firing and killing anyone who was still alive.

Sasha hooked up with her ODM to the roof of the tower she had taken, once on top, she mounted her long-lass and started picking targets, knocking down everyone she thought was some enemy officer.

"One hundred and eighty nine! We lost all the sixth company!" Vishel yelled, then a lass bolt hit her in the throat shortly after finishing reporting. She fell suffocated with her neck destroyed. A doctor went to her, but it was already too late.

One of the Ymirians who had managed to place the charges began to explode them, three mortars were destroyed and with that a part of the defenses were neutralized. But he could not enjoy his victory for long, as a flamethrower wrapped him with others more, the burning promethium stuck on their bodies melting their flesh and calcining their bones, screams of agony were heard on all sides to finally be finished by lass fire from hands of their allies.

The walled curtain was about ten meters wide at the top, which allowed the flow of enemy forces on both sides. In a short time the news of the imperial guard crossing the defenses had run like wildfire and there were hundreds of traitors going for their enemies.

Jean hastened to cover himself behind some metal boxes and urged his squad to do the same. The lass bolts bounced or passed by, trying to find some target. Mishik, a member of Jean's squad was shot down by five laser shots that hit him before he managed to take cover. Jean shot back killing two more traitors before hiding by a bullet in the shoulder that had got him. He heard Armin's voice in his vox communicator. "Ten minutes for the next wave! Hold on!"

Jean shot again killing another traitor who was trying to sneak into the flank. Another one fell with a head split in half by the fire of a long-lass rifle. Connie was busy trying to escape from a group of enemies who were following him closely. He activated his ODM and rocked on the inside of the wall, managing to escape at a considerable distance.

Brent and Somel were caught by the fire of an improvised bomb, their bodies bathed in flammable liquor tried to escape from the flames that enveloped them finally falling through the wall.

The fight was intense. Several traitors fell, but at the same time several Ymirians also died. Being surrounded would be impossible to resist, but the narrowness of the wall allowed them a bottleneck that leveled the numerical factor.

However, they would not stand for much. The enemy was beginning to use flamethrowers and constant fire prevented proper mobilization. Several Ymirians tried to use their ODM's but were easily reached by the firearms that were beginning to keep pace with them.

"Bayonets!" Armin shouted as he adjusted his knife. All the others did the same, the traitors were already too close and the hand-to-hand combat had already begun. Jean was hit with the butt of an auto gun that knocked him down, one of the traitors was on top of him ready to continue hitting him with his rifle, but the laser fire of certain sniper took him down. Everything was coming down.

It was then that reinforcements appeared from the outer side of the wall. The captain of the first company, Rivaille, jumped over and shot, followed by a hundred more who did the same. From the sky, and in a surprise attack managed to clear the area and give a break to the first wave, of which only eighty-six remained.

Renewed by the reinforcements and the arrival of Captain Rivaille, the survivors of the second company redoubled their momentum and with the fire of their rifles burned what was left.

"Unfold the positions! Prepare heavy bolters and heavy stubbers and mount them to form a perimeter on both sides! This will be our corridor, there's more of ours coming." Levi gave the orders. In a space of more than eighty meters a corridor was formed. Teams of two carried the heavy bolters while two others carried the ammunition. One pair of men was required to carry a heavy stubber, one had the gun and other ammunition, but they still were slower than regular guards.

An Ymirian raised a gun to the sky, it was a flare. The green smoke rose through the air. There was no response, but it had been confirmed by the voice channels that had received their signal. A laser shot caught him in the neck, blowing his skull. She fell outside the wall.

[X]

The gap had been marked. After a short time after receiving the signal, a force of more than sixty chimeras moved towards the wall. The third and final wave with all that remained of the Ymir regiments came rushing up the north side of the wall. Among them was Ackerman and Jaeger, who were in the lead while watching what they had in front. Still they were six hundred meters away to reach, but some bombs were falling on the ground, still they were sporadic and poorly targeted. Only one Chimera ended up teared apart by the impact of one of those howitzers.

In a short time they reached the wall. For Eren, these were somewhat similar to those in his world. Several meters high and would dim any regular titan. But it was better defended and armed. He knew that even if the colossal titan appeared, it would be eliminated by the huge guns propped up above the wall.

Even if a breach had been opened, there was still enemy fire that was trying to slow them down. When the ramps and floodgates opened, a shower of laser fire greeted them; however, it was not as lethal and precise as the previous opposition. And so it had only taken down a few dozen casualties.

The hooks of the ODM equipment went off, the hooks of Adamantium were nailed in the Ferrocrete and the steel cables pulled their owners. Regular teams went first taking behind them heavy weapons and more would be rised more later.

Upstairs was something different. With the aid of portable mortars, Ymir's forces were barely keeping the enemy at bay. Lass bolts and slugs ran from one side to the other, keeping the traitors of the hive at bay. The heavy bolters, already mounted and taped, spewed lethal explosive projectiles into the enemy ranks as well as the automatic cannons. Mikasa spotted Armin directing a combat group to shore up the defensive positions and Jean changing the battery of his rifle barking orders to Connie to take out Sasha who seemed to have stayed in a semi-destroyed tower.

"It was about time." Spoke a familiar voice without any sign of good intentions. Levi had a laspistol in one hand and a chainsword in the other. His look seemed to want to shoot them if they didn't get to work immediately, clearly he was upset with the casualties that had happened.

"What are you waiting for? Get off the hook and take the shield! As long as we do not turn off that thing we will not have any respite. "

Mikasa nailed the adamantium hook on the edge of the wall. Several more did the same and descended. She and the others climbed into the cockpits using the OMD's maneuvering between the buildings.

Eren had wondered what it would be like to visit a place like this. Even before the Munitorum taken them, he would have been excited to visit some other world, wondering what was out there in the void.

But the reality was different.

One would wonder. Where would the non-combatant population of a hive city go? What would happen to the children or the elderly? What would become of them?

The question was being answered before his eyes.

There were bodies, corpses piled up in small groups of dozens of people. All were naked and with marks of torture and horrors. Some had been skinned while others had their limbs cut or their organs removed. The children had empty eye sockets and only filled with blood.

Seeing this made more than one vomit. The scene was too much. Millions of people had died in this way, killed by their own parents and children. A sick and rotten ritual that made this seems a part of hell.

And yet, that scene had served one of his purposes. Between the alleys and inside the living quarters came the traitors of Plumel firing with automatic rifles. They toke down five Ymirians who went from roof to roof trying to use the walls to hide.

Levi ordered them all to land on the roofs of the living quarters. They exchanged fire against the enemy, the lass bolts hit the traitors but they couldn't reduce them quickly.

Then he sent a group down to engulf the enemy. Using the ODM, getting to them was not difficult. After jumping on them they filled them with laser fire, devastating them in a short time.

However, there were prices to pay. Bretaim fell to the ground after a laser shot through the team initiating a chain reaction that exploded the ODM. The lower half of his body went to the ground while his torso was hanging from the forearms.

Eren was shot in the chest, the armor withstood the shock, but it had been fragmented, it would only bear one or two more shots before becoming useless. Mikasa launched herself at Eren, taking him to cover behind a fireplace. More bullets ricocheted against the rockcrete eroding the stone.

Crisse was shot down too. The flamethrower that carried it exploded in a maelstrom of flames that ate three more.

"We are too exposed here!" Rivaille shouted. "Go down to the streets and surround them! Mikasa! Go forward and use grenades to clear the way! "

Mikasa left Eren and hurried down to the asphalt. A traitor came out on the flank but she eliminated it with a laser fire discharge.

When he finally reached the ground he retracted the cable and prepared his rifle. Several more came down with her too, soon, the whole squad was on the ground.

Rivaille called his radio operator. A young woman with a big backpack came towards him. She handed him a communicator that connected to the device on his back.

"This is platoon 1. Confirm position other platoons."

Soon a series of voices of the officers under his command began to appear.

"This is platoon 1. We move through the eastern zone. We are about to go to the first shield generator. A couple of kilometers further on. Little resistance, But we have lost contact with platoon 3 and we have confirmed the death of everyone in platoon 5."

"This is 2 ... our lieutenant has died, the sergeant too ... oh shit! ... those things are everywhere! ... For the throne! What is that thing!? ... Run! Ru...!"

The screams were silenced shortly. However, the line hadn't been cut. And they could hear a malevolent laugh, like that of a little boy coming from the other side.

Eren's blood froze at the sound of laughter. It was a malevolent sound that emanated evil. Levi's brow furrowed at the situation. It was not very different from what a titan would be eating a soldier more than three years ago. He knew there was something terrifying out there, enough to be comparable to having a titan in front of you.

"move. We must get to one of the generators at least. If we take it, the reinforcements will not be long in coming. Deploy and advance through the streets. Only use your ODM if necessary. Clear the houses and make sure you do not leave any enemies alive. "

They all followed the orders and advanced through the streets. Mither, sergeant of the fourth squad knew that clearing the cockpit would greatly enhance the mission. Enter, kill whoever was inside, risk a point-blank fire, and lose one or two troops every time they opened a cabin. The process would be repeated for a long time, but they had to get to the generator and destroy it.

Mikasa kicked the door made of metal, this was deformed while the sheet broke. She and two Ymirians entered aiming their weapons, the three inspected the cabin until they were sure that there was no one. Mikasa was beginning to think that this was a waste of time. It would take hours before finding the generator if they continued like this. He had not seen anything yet, the Plumelian soldiers appeared very sporadically. That meant they were probably watching the skies for some Ymirian using their ODM equipment.

She spent more than an hour while the same process was repeated . They had met resistance in at least fifteen houses, but they were minor, mostly losing only about five soldiers.

Rivaille was getting desperate. They were going very slow and Armin and his boys could not stand for much more time. He was sure that the ammunition they had brought with them was only significantly small and since only they had managed to bring it, it would take hours for someone else to arrive with fresh ammunition for the heavy bolters and heavy machine guns.

"Mither, go with your squad on the left, then go to the east," Rivaille said through the communicator. "Mikasa, you go the other way and take your platoon, Melith said the generator could be in that area. Eren, take your squad to the positions of platoon 2. I want to know what happened there. "

Everyone obeyed and Levi headed south. They had to get to that generator no matter the cost.

[X]

Armin cursed his luck as he tried to take shelter from the rain of laser fire flying over his head. The bolters and heavy machine guns were reaching their limit and they knew that once they ran out of ammunition all these Plumellian traitors would be on them like an avalanche. There was little he could do if there were only a hundred of them now that casualties had accumulated. He could hear the cries of help and pain from his comrades everywhere, but he could not save them, because once he left his covert he would be riddled with bullets by the enemy.

Kirstein stuffed his last power pack into his lasrifle. Connie had run out of ammunition long ago and only used his handgun. Sasha was not even firing anymore. It had been three hours since Levi's company had crossed and there was still no news of the generator.

"As we continue like this, we'll end up dead before they put that thing out." Dimo spoke, holding his arm that had almost been severed by a shot and now leaning with only a slug gun that was a gift from his parents in Ymir . Dimo was one of the few who knew how to handle a heavy vox communicator and make it capable of exceeding certain interference systems.

But in his state he could no longer operate the device he had brought with him. The transmissions were cut off and the void shield also caused interference.

Either way, Armin knew they could send the signal with the flares, but still. If they don't turn off the generator, they would be lost.

A new group of Plumelian soldiers tried to gain ground. One of them, rolled up in explosives, threw himself on a heavy stubber nest and blew himself up with the heavy-weapons team that had been defending that hole. The traitors had a fissure now, and they did not hesitate to take advantage of it. Wave after wave of them rushed trying to overload the defenses. A group of Ymirians was rushed quickly to block the entry and firing their lasrifles with everything they could, most however soon were out of power packs and at any time would be the same for everyone.

Armin looked at the hive city and prayed to the emperor for Rivaille and his company managed to find the generator.

[X]

Mither advanced down the alley between the living quarters. Everything was covered in garbage and debris. Rats abounded on all sides and a kind of worms crawled along the walls leaving a muddy and smelly trail. At least there were no enemies here. They had decided to take this path to move it more quickly as possible. There was no time to continue knocking down doors.

Bulch got down from the roof of a building where he had climbed to observe the enemy and get oriented. They were arriving at a market where dozens of stalls had shown their merchandise. There was still something in them; however, it was just rancid fruit that was rotting in its place.

"What did you see?" Mither asked.

"Clear. But there could be snipers in the windows anyway. I saw an armored patrol advancing a few streets to our left. They must be looking for us. There is also a building with a large generator mounted above. I think it's the generator."

"We could go for the cockpits at low altitude and advance more quickly. If we hit the generator we could have it deactivate the shields." Mina said, a girl who not long ago had enlisted in Ymir's regiments .

It was a good idea. If he remembered one time during the civil war on the walls, several members of the military police had used the ODMs to move between the houses without going through the roofs. It was a quick way to move forward, and few could keep up with it that way.

"All of us, we will go through the streets and we will move until reach that building, we will fill it with fusion bombs and hopefully it will be the generator."

Everyone obeyed. The adamantium hooks were fired and embedded in the ferrocrete. They all flew, almost brushing the pavement. Faster than a salamander, they went to the palace.

[X]

Mikasa jumped forward with her ODM gear. The steel cables were tensioned raising her at high speed. She kept holding the rifle. At any moment, someone could find her, and if that happened, she had to act in moments to eliminate the threat.

The roof of the building where his squad was located was adjacent to another one where his target was found. Finally after deploying too much and losing up to half his platoon they had finally found the void shield generator. There was only one problem.

There was a being, one covered in armor. This was red with strange symbols, but for some strange reason, they caused pain in sight. She recognized a symbol, one -of which she had only heard- that was the only thing the generals had let the Imperial Guards know. It had been described as an eight-pointed wheel star, much like the one she was seeing right now.

But it was the guy who carried that filthy symbol that made her skin crawl. She had faced fear, fighting men of steam and had learned to stay calm during the chaos of battle.

But she was not ready for this.

The being, what appeared to be a man of more than two meters tall, exuded a malevolent and suffocating aura that only remarked how dangerous it was. His armor was painted with so many symbols and at the same time adorned with different freshly beheaded heads of people of all ages.

The being gave orders while he sent several traitors from Plumel to reinforce different places and to look for different unwanted guests who had sneaked in. He would order the workers to hurry to cover the necessary quota and store something in a metal chest. Once the chest was ready, he lifted it without any difficulty and carried it on his shoulder. He walked towards the street, and somehow, disappeared; only a strange and ghostly glow seemed to be all that remained. Whatever it was, it looked like it was gone. However, she felt her body still trembling. Her hands grasped the Aquila that hung from her chest and pressed it hard as she prayed a litany to the emperor.

"What are we doing lieutenant?" one of the two sergeants who were left Said.

"We'll wait a bit ... to make sure that thing does not come back. Then we'll go to the roof, that's where the generator is. We will put some melta bombs and we will finish this."

Mikasa waited a little longer and after feeling that her body was no longer trembling, she shot towards the roof of the building. Her squad flied too. The air passed through their bodies as they rose in the wind at full speed. In seconds they would reach the top and destroy that damn device.

"Holy Throne ! What is that?" One of her subordinates Shouted. Something flew and caught one of her mens carrying it with it. She caught a glimpse of numerous teeth that opened to engulf her prey. Five of those creatures overflew them; they were horrendous, batlike wings and a torso with a rather flat mouth and full of rows of teeth. They pounced on them, were like hawks that broke the sound barrier.

They opened fire, but it was difficult to aim. Four shots were needed to bring down one of these creatures, but, at the same time, a girl was caught by the foul jam. She fell to the ground with the agonizing beast taking her with it.

More jaws opened and more Ymirians died. Two of the beasts were riddled with laser fire and rushed to the ground. However, there were still two left, and they were waiting for their prey to make some stupid move to take advantage of it.

Mikasa urged her mens to go all the way to the roof. She also went to the front, the creatures were going for her but the laser fire pushed them out of the way. When she reached the top, there she saw it, a shield generator that was working at full power to maintain a part of the void shield. She pulled out a melta bomb, but before she could activate it, she was pushed aside causing her to lose her balance. When she turned around she saw Carl, one of her men, whose body disappeared into the jaws of a winged creature. Like that time. The teeth closed and severed the neck leaving the head to fall to the ground.

That was the last of her platoon. All the others had been devoured and only she was left. Mikasa activated the bomb and threw it at the generator. A nuclear explosion in miniature enveloped the generator, and with this, a colossal discharge of energy was released.

The generator exploded, the fall of the void shield bathed in the super-condensation of energy it needed. Mikasa shot her hooks looking for where to lean on.

The building exploded into a thousand pieces. The debris fell like rain on Mikasa.

[X]

Eren redirectioned his body following the strength of the push of his ODM gear. The cable contracted and he fired again by docking the cockpits of more than six meters were to say the most small at the base of the hive.

Rivaille had sent him and his squad to search for platoon 2. He had no idea what had happened since he had heard the last of them call for help. He did not think anyone had survived. But what had caught his attention, and that of the others, were those strange laughs. As if demons played on the other side. He didn't know what it meant, but anyone would take it as a bad omen

The truth was, that since the empire had reached their world, he only had felt that they were sent to a killing machine and only be used for victory based mass deaths. Proofs of this were the deaths that they were now being endured. Not even the battle against the titan beast had been so devastating in casualties, two hundred dead were nothing compared to the thousands that were lost at every moment.

On one hand, he was grateful that Marley did not exist anymore. They had the honor of being the first Ymirian regiment. The technology the Adeptus Mechanicus had brought was tremendously appreciated. And above all, now the titans were no longer a threat. But he could not help but think that they were now in a much greater danger.

It was somewhat ironic in fact. If the commissar heard him saying that, she would blow his head in the blink of an eye. Melith, that purple-eyed woman the Munitorium had sent and who now supervised the regiment. Of course, the chain of command was still under orders of Erwin Smith, but it could be clearly seen that even Smith could not order Melith at all, the rank of the Commissar could allow killing a superior officer who showed weakness. But he did not like her, she was not an Ymirian, she had not gone through everything he had seen. She smelled of politics, something he detested. He would rather have stayed with the PDF in Ymir.

A sound took him out of his thoughts. The sound of a body falling. From the windows it came, he saw how a girl in Ymir's uniform was thrown from ten floors. Her arms seemed to be injured, like the bite of a small titan. She could not use her ODM and rushed to the ground destroying her body like a balloon full of blood like the other body that had also been thrown.

"Gregor" Eren spoke to his second. "Go and investigate with half of our people. But do not enter the building. Have a sniper to cover you. "

He obeyed and took five Ymirians. All climbed to the roof of the building and nailed their hooks to use them as an anchor to descend. Trisha, the squad sniper stayed in another building, planted the supports of her long-lass and waited.

"Something moves inside." Gregor said. "They do not seem to be enemy soldiers. No civilians. They move in a disorderly manner and stagger from side to side. "

Suddenly he heard a scream coming from another window. Eren watched as another soldier from his regiment was approached by a window. This one, nevertheless, seemed to try desperately to leave, she aimed to shoot the hook, and she did, but could not move, because a group of beings stopped her.

They were not human, it was not even possible to classify them as that. There was only one word for those things: monsters.

Covered with dirt, bubbly wounds and numerous scars that were letting flow foul fluids. In their heads there were things like horns and they showed twisted smiles on their faces. They started to bite the girl. She screamed as she tried to redirect all the energy to the steel cable to escape. She kicked and struggled, desperate to get out of there. Then she noted Eren, her eyes full of tears seemed to want to communicate something, but before she could scream for help or relief, her skull exploded in a ruby rain. Another shot hit her back, direct to the battery of the ODM gear. It started to burn and after a few seconds it exploded like a grenade, taking with it several of those monsters.

"Gregor! Get away from the window! "Eren shouted, but the warning did not arrived on time. Another group of these beings caught his subordinate and dragged him inside the building. Only piercing screams were heard from inside. And then a silence that reflected a grim omen.

"Burn them!" Eren shouted again. "Burn it all! Ditra! Fill them with promethium! "

The woman who carried the flamethrower began to bathe the walls with burning promethium. She used her ODM equipment to move around the building and throw the fire through the windows. In few minutes, and after spending at least three cylinders of promethium, the ten-story building burned in flame. The monsters inside turned ash and the structure weakened.

"Let's get out of here. We already know what happened to the platoon 2. It's time to return. We will support others. "

They all fired their hooks and disappeared without hesitation.

[X]

Two bursts were seen in the distance. So powerful they could destroy dozens of houses without problems. In seconds, the void shield they were holding began to weaken, and a little more later, this fell.

Armin saw all this and without hesitation raised a hand that carried a flare gun. Dimo was incapacitated and the radio operator that took his place had died next to the vox communicator that had melted on his flesh and burned his internal organs.

The yellow smoke flew hundreds of meters into the air giving the signal that they had completed the mission. However, the work was not yet complete, they still had to wait for Colonel Smith to arrive with the rest of the regiment to end the defenses on the wall.

But the fall of the void shield had marked in his eyes and that of his companions a sign that victory was near. With renewed courage he raises his rifle and shot without hesitation. For the death of the emperor's enemies was now assured.

"victory is ours! Hang on just a little more! Fight, fight until your last breath! "

[X]

The Thunderbolts and Marauders descended on the walled curtain. Cluster and incendiary bombs plagued the wall reducing the enemy troops. They turned around giving another pass biasing what was left with the auto cannons and heavy bolters. Now that the void shield had failed, they had the free path.

Melith kept her spyglass and Smith returned the magnoculars to his case. Both were on a Salamander, around him there were more than two hundred chimeras waiting for their orders. Each one filled with a squadron of Ymir's imperial guards.

"It seems that they have succeeded, Smith." Melith said with a wry smile. "The value of the Ymirians is remarkable, I must say."

"Thanks." Erwin answered. "I must also thank Commander Holms for allowing us to move in his chimeras."

"Do not worry. After all, if they can't be used to transport personnel, they are useless. "

Erwin Smith raised his metal arm and gave the signal of advance, the multicomustible engines of the chimeras revived and moved. In minutes they reached the maximum speed. Inside, the chimeras transported the troops that would be the spearhead in this operation.

The void shields could have fallen, but the enemy was still inside. However, they could not simply bombard the city because there were resources there that had made the Munitorum decide that a total destruction of the hive city would be a too great loss.

And although there were no defenses, the servants of chaos were stubborn. A mobilization with valkyrias would be just as risky if they had anti-aircraft defenses.

The chimeras moved through the wasteland that surrounded the hive city from the north. The engines roared carrying their precious cargo safely to the walls. There was no artillery to stop them. Once close, the doors opened letting the occupants to leave.

Adamantium hooks were fired and steel cables were tensed and rolled directly until they reached the top of the walls.

It was like a tsunami that crashes in a wave breaker. Thousands of Ymirians ascended carrying with them the fire of their lasrifles. The heretics desperately tried to defend the position. But in minutes they were surpassed.

Melith got up with her own ODM gear. The victory over the wall was certain. However, the city had not been taken. There were reports of other regiments breaking down defenses in different places and more Plumelian troops leaving from different places. But the battle still was not over. Melith looked toward the palace of the planetary governor. Whatever was going through his mind would not matter anymore. The revenge of the emperor had come for his head.

Melith's personal vox communicator was activated with a call. If any of her officers were using a direct frequency with the commanders it probably meant that they had found something. Hearing information from those she had sent and recognizing their achievements would be good for morale.

But after receiving the transmission, after a few minutes she no longer moved. She just limited to say.

"Throne… help us."

[X]

Freudem walked down the huge corridor that connected to the hangar. His personal space vessel, Just Ascension, an Endeavor-class light cruiser. Its 4600 meters advanced through the void at sublight speed towards a planet. They had just left the immaterium and the rites maintenance was being summarized to check that no entity of the warp had crept into the ship.

A few hours earlier, one of his astropaths had received a message. There was suspicion of chaos activity on a certain planet. And he had hurried to that place.

Right now he was heading to board his main ship. A well-equipped thunderhawk gunship with extra ceramite armor. Its heavy bolters and its destructive turbolaser cannon glittered. Not only that, the ship had a mini repulsor shield installed that allowed to deflect all kinds of attacks, although this was not as powerful as a void shield, it was still appreciated.

Naturally, his bodyguard had not left him for a second. She followed him without hesitation wherever she went. Even if he ordered her to die, she would not ask twice.

However, today, there was someone else accompanying them.

"Annie? Is something wrong?" The Inquisitor said as he stopped to see his new addition to his routine.

Annie Lionheart had stayed at the entrance to the hangar looking at the hundreds of people going from one place to another. The dozens of ships that were formed waiting for their exit and the imposing size of the place that covered hundreds of meters.

All this was new to her, new since she had been taken from that glass pillar. When she first saw the inquisitor, his first thought was to transform himself into a titan and escape. She would crush him in the process just to get out of that place.

But that idea had dissipated like smoke when the inquisitor put his attention on her. It was imposing, dark, powerful. She knew that no matter what she did, she would die without hesitation if she tried something. And the inquisitor knew it and therefore did not bother to do anything else.

When she heard what had happened to Marley, her first reaction was denial, not because of what had happened to the country, but rather because of her family. But when she had heard Marley had sent all the Eldians to die in the war against the empire, all traces of loyalty as a warrior had disappeared. She cursed Marley from the bottom of her heart and swore she would never be their puppet again.

But by the time she became aware of the situation, she really feared for her life. Now Paradis Island would condemn her to death and she had nowhere to go. It was there when this man - this inquisitor - made him the offer. "Work for me and you will find amnesty. Purge your sins with the blood of the enemies of humanity and there is redemption bearing the justice and honor of serving the sacred Ordo Hereticus. "

It had been three years since that day. At the beginning she was clumsy, to learn everything that the demagogues of the empire and the catechisms of the ecclesiarchy had been an exhausting and heavy process. Learning all those texts had made her dizzy more than once, even now she should continue studying more books of past events.

In combat she had passed without problems, she was more than trained for hand-to-hand combat. And in the handling of firearms, she managed to operate the lasrifle that had been issued to her remembering many times she had handled a rifle in training at Marley when she was little.

And yet, the inquisitor had told her she should learn from him, learn the art of research and to look more beyond the obvious. To find the missing piece in the puzzle and not leave any site without checking.

"I was just wondering, my lord ..." Annie said with the respect she had learned. "What is this world we're going to? What can we expect from this? "

Freudem turned to see her and said without further ado.

"Plumel. A world of three hive cities. Now take your gear and get ready to go down, it will be your first field mission, apart from those interrogations. We'll be out in two hours."

She obeyed. Then headed back to her locker. When she opened it she took her carapace armor and her Triplex Phal pattern lasrifle. Grenades, rations, extra power packs and so on. She also took a small metal box. When she opened it, she took one of the pills and put it in her mouth.

Finally she put on her ring again. The last thing she had left of her father.

[X]

Woah eleven thousand words. I must say that there were times when I did not know what to put and I had to re-read different military books to put together a scene like that. Although I feel that it is not enough, after all, you have to manage different scenarios and handle different characters. Sometimes I forgot that I had killed one and put it back a few paragraphs below, so I had to check again.

Finally we see these guys in a battle for the empire. You must remember that the Ministorium asked for six thousand soldiers per regiment, although I think I killed as many as a thousand here. I think it was less, I do not know. When you watch the anime and the deaths, you cannot help but laugh when the empire calls this "an afternoon".

If you consider it, there are few people in paradis for when they retake the wall Maria... But I guess there are enough to form some regiments.

I really want to start that fic with goblin Slayer killing gretchins, but I already have too much on my hands. I will try to update eternal war online, but I want to focus first on RE: Recreators.

See you…