Levi shifts his weight to his other foot, shrugging. "Never even heard of any of those." Not even in storybooks. Gods? Perhaps he has a vague notion of something about that. Such things never really made it to the underground. Fantasy there was about making it to the world above and living comfortably. Except he had escaped (or rather, been dragged out), and then it became a whole other fight for survival.
After another moment, he finally drops down to a spot in the shade a few feet from Vax'ildan, sitting cross legged, elbows resting on his knees.
"Just monsters that look like bigass, creepy humans. They can't speak, and the only thing they know is to devour any human they find. And they're fast, for how fucking huge they are. The pitiful remains of humanity have been confined behind three walls for generations."
Well, two, now, for some years, and there's people who can turn into titans, and other shit about humanity's past that they've only recently discovered. But there's a lot about all of that that even he hasn't had time to fully comprehend.
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After another moment, he finally drops down to a spot in the shade a few feet from Vax'ildan, sitting cross legged, elbows resting on his knees.
"Just monsters that look like bigass, creepy humans. They can't speak, and the only thing they know is to devour any human they find. And they're fast, for how fucking huge they are. The pitiful remains of humanity have been confined behind three walls for generations."
Well, two, now, for some years, and there's people who can turn into titans, and other shit about humanity's past that they've only recently discovered. But there's a lot about all of that that even he hasn't had time to fully comprehend.