[Eren and Maruki, separated, is a uniquely lonely sort of Hell. Eren understands, of course. He barely remembers what it was like to be here before - hasn't had time to remember - but he remembers that feeling, that loss, that terrible waiting period, over and over and over again.
[He remembers having to continue living. He remembers how impossible that felt. When Mikasa disappeared, he questioned every day how he managed to make himself breathe. It was worse than Hell.
[He also remembers thinking that if Maruki ever left Visium without him, he'd burn it straight to the ground.
[Of course he felt alone. Eren squeezes his shoulders. He's hurt a lot of people, abandoned them. The grief and betrayal they felt is perhaps what's more difficult to live with than anything, but Eren doesn't fear that here. He knows he is forgiven without having to ask. Because he and Maruki were not designed for one reality alone. Despite everything, that terrible grief, Maruki must have still known that it wouldn't be the last time...
[Still. To know that this man, whom Eren adores more than almost anyone, was in so much pain - it's gut-wrenching.]
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[He remembers having to continue living. He remembers how impossible that felt. When Mikasa disappeared, he questioned every day how he managed to make himself breathe. It was worse than Hell.
[He also remembers thinking that if Maruki ever left Visium without him, he'd burn it straight to the ground.
[Of course he felt alone. Eren squeezes his shoulders. He's hurt a lot of people, abandoned them. The grief and betrayal they felt is perhaps what's more difficult to live with than anything, but Eren doesn't fear that here. He knows he is forgiven without having to ask. Because he and Maruki were not designed for one reality alone. Despite everything, that terrible grief, Maruki must have still known that it wouldn't be the last time...
[Still. To know that this man, whom Eren adores more than almost anyone, was in so much pain - it's gut-wrenching.]
You aren't anymore.
[He makes promises he can't or won't keep all the time, but he knows he can make this one. He likes to keep them when he can. He really does.]
It's over now. All that's left is this Hell.
I see realities through to their end.
[I'm here. I'm sorry. I won't leave you again.]