The corridors of the Academy felt colder than usual.
Eren walked with measured steps, his mind replaying the events of the ruins. The assassin's masked face, their inhuman movements, and the whisper of their retreat—it all felt too calculated.
Someone wanted him dead.
And worse, they had the resources to make it happen.
He tightened his fingers around the silver coin in his pocket.
This wasn't just about survival anymore.
He needed answers.
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The Academy's Hidden Threats
Eren entered the main hall, his gaze flickering over the students gathered in small groups. Laughter echoed, conversations flowed—but beneath the surface, he could sense it.
The watchful eyes.
Some were merely curious. Others, too focused.
Had word of the ruins reached them already?
Eren's grip tightened as he scanned the room. The Academy was vast, but it wasn't lawless. If someone had sent an assassin after him, then it meant two things.
One: Whoever was behind it had influence.
Two: They weren't done yet.
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The Gathering of Elites
A familiar voice broke through his thoughts.
"You seem lost in thought, Eren."
He turned to see Reynar, one of the Academy's rising talents. His golden hair and sharp emerald eyes carried the air of a noble, but there was something else—an edge.
Eren didn't trust him.
But he also knew better than to make enemies carelessly.
"Just thinking about the last combat trials," Eren replied casually. "You seem more interested than usual."
Reynar smirked. "Is it that obvious?"
It was.
Eren had noticed the way Reynar had been watching him lately. Not openly hostile, but with the kind of interest that was dangerous.
"The Academy's changed since you arrived," Reynar continued, voice smooth. "People are paying attention. Some… are not happy."
Eren didn't react.
But inside, his thoughts raced.
Was this a warning? A test?
"People fear what they don't understand," Eren said. "I'm not here to cause trouble."
Reynar chuckled. "Maybe not. But trouble seems to find you anyway."
He wasn't wrong.
Before Eren could reply, a third voice cut in.
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A Mysterious Warning
"You should be careful, Eren."
He turned, finding himself face-to-face with Selene.
Her presence was intense. Long silver hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes—piercing blue with an unnatural glow—held an unreadable expression.
She wasn't a friend.
But she wasn't an enemy either.
At least, not yet.
"And why's that?" Eren asked, keeping his tone neutral.
Selene glanced around, then lowered her voice. "Because the Academy isn't as safe as you think. People have started noticing things… strange things. And your name is coming up more often than it should."
Eren's expression didn't change, but inside, he felt the weight of her words.
The whispers were spreading.
His presence wasn't going unnoticed anymore.
And that meant the real danger was just beginning.
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An Unsettling Discovery
Later that night, Eren sat in his dorm room, staring at the silver coin.
It was a token of something bigger—something he had yet to understand.
He turned it over in his fingers, then reached for the Grimoir of Infinite Malice.
The dark tome pulsed, reacting to his touch.
And then—a name surfaced in his mind.
A name he hadn't thought about in years.
A name that shouldn't have been possible.
"How…?" Eren muttered.
Because the name etched into the pages was someone who had died long ago.
And if they were still alive…
Then everything he thought he knew was a lie.
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Author's Note
Eren is starting to realize that his enemies are closer than he thinks. But what's the connection between the silver coin and the name from his past?
What do you guys think? Drop your theories in the comments!
— bloodyking99