Attack on Titan Tanmei fanfic, Liai, BL, Yohe, the original work (the plot has derivatives)
In 927, Jean Kirchstein wrote his will in his room. He sat at the table dignifiedly and solemnly, and ordered the soldiers to cremate his body after his death. He left a pile of ashes and sprinkled them into his own manor. All inheritance belonged to the state.
After finishing writing, he pulled out a roster from the old wooden cabinet - the 104th batch of freshmen information.
[Jean] sat on his old rocking chair and flipped through the pages with his skinny fingers. The 218 newly graduated recruits, just like that, page after page was turned over at his fingertips.
Uh... I tried to make a cover myself. Please forgive me for any shortcomings!
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