Creating Attack on Titan

After the battle, Tokyo began its reconstruction efforts.

In areas that hadn't suffered too much damage, civilians were already being gradually relocated back. Meanwhile, both the newly formed TSC (Tokyo Security Committee) and members of the former Aogiri Tree had ramped up patrols, remaining alert for any lingering dragon orphans that might appear.

These creatures weren't just hostile to humans — they attacked ghouls indiscriminately too. In a sense, they had become a mutual enemy of both races.

The massive corpse of the Dragon, which sprawled across a good half of Tokyo, was left intact. Not that there was any real need to protect it — there wasn't much anyone could do to damage it in the first place.

Under the direction of Byakuya, the dragon's remains were placed under official control and handed off to a team of researchers led by Kanou, focusing on biological and medical study.

Of course, with all these changes, it no longer made sense to call the organization "CCG" — the "Commission of Counter Ghoul" name was now obsolete.

Rather than dismantle the CCG entirely, Byakuya merged it with Aogiri Tree. The original personnel, combined with cooperative ghouls, were reorganized under the new name: TSC — the Tokyo Security Committee, just like in the original source material.

No need to waste brainpower coming up with a fancy new name.

At this pace, Tokyo would likely return to peace soon enough.

More than that — the first batch of Ghoul-Specialized Food had already begun distribution. Humanity and ghouls had entered a relatively peaceful state.

Of course, there's no such thing as absolute peace. After all, even among humans there are criminals — why would ghouls be any different?

That's where TSC came in: to keep both sides in check, enforcing justice where needed, no matter the species.

Everything was moving along just as Byakuya had hoped. Still, there were things he needed to do before jumping into the world of Attack on Titan.

Washuu Estate.

Today, Byakuya made a personal visit.

He didn't arrive like some overbearing conqueror. Instead, he calmly took a seat across from Tsuneyoshi and Yoshitoki. Furuta sat beside him.

"This is my will" Tsuneyoshi said bluntly, placing the sealed letter on the table.

Yoshitoki had prepared one as well — it was addressed to Matsuri, his son, currently living in Germany.

Looking at the will, Furuta felt a strange twinge. Even though his father had been an enemy of Byakuya, he was still his father.

"I never said I'd kill you" Byakuya said indifferently. "If you behave, I've got no reason to touch you."

He turned his gaze to Furuta. "You're the head of Washuu Clan now. How we deal with them... is up to you."

He handed full authority over to Furuta.

After all, killing wouldn't fix everything — and the two Washuu elders still had their uses. Compared to Furuta, a newly appointed king, Tsuneyoshi and Yoshitoki still had influence and connections. They'd be useful for working with the cabinet or pushing official matters forward.

Byakuya wasn't planning to stay in the Tokyo Ghoul world forever. He couldn't — and wouldn't — control everything alone.

Unless, of course, the old men made a move behind his back. In that case, he'd crush them like insects.

"..."

Tsuneyoshi and Yoshitoki were both visibly stunned. They hadn't expected to survive this meeting.

But they also knew, deep down, they had no chance to resist. Against overwhelming power, they were nothing.

They were already resigned to their fate.

...

Byakuya wasn't in a hurry to jump into the Attack on Titan world. In fact, he'd just signed a contract with Shoeisha to write a book.

As the former head of the CCG, he could've turned in a grocery list and they'd still publish it.

But no — he wasn't here to troll. He was writing Attack on Titan.

The original AoT was a manga, sure — but Byakuya wasn't great at drawing. And illustrating a full manga was too slow.

So he decided to write it out in prose — a novel version of the same story — under the pen name Hajime Fujimoto.

He didn't care if it perfectly captured the original's essence. He was writing it for one person: Eto.

That said, he still poured in genuine effort. With the story etched into his memory, transcribing it was a breeze.

So the writing progressed at lightning speed.

Eto soon noticed that Byakuya had been unusually busy — not with TSC duties, but with typing.

"Wait... are you writing a book?" she finally asked one night, unable to hold her curiosity any longer.

"Yeah," Byakuya replied, fingers flying across the keyboard without pause.

"What's it about?" she leaned closer, intrigued.

"Attack on Titan — that's the title."

Eto blinked. "Hmm… sounds intense."

She wasn't particularly drawn in by the name. Her taste leaned more literary anyway. But because it was something he wrote, her curiosity was definitely piqued.

"Have you finished the first volume? If you have, let me read it," she said.

She didn't want to start reading it halfway through — she wanted to experience it properly, from the beginning.

"Almost. I'll send you the digital draft when it's ready," Byakuya said.

He'd always intended Eto to be the first reader of this world.

"What's your pen name?" she asked.

"Hajime Fujimoto"

"That sounds... oddly ordinary. Does it mean something?"

"Not really," Byakuya lied smoothly. "Just a mix of two names from people I know."

In truth, it was a mash-up of Tatsuki Fujimoto (Chainsaw Man) and Hajime Isayama (Attack on Titan).

"I see..." Eto nodded slowly, already excited to see what kind of story Byakuya would tell.

And once again, she found herself amazed at just how fast this man could type.