As Ren listened to the gentle whispers carried by the wind, the voice of his parents reached his ears, filled with love and pride. Their words resonated deep within his heart, soothing his soul with their warmth.

Tears welled up in Ren's eyes, a mixture of joy and sorrow. He knew that his parents were no longer with him in the physical realm, their lives claimed by the harshness of their world. But in that moment, their voices brought a sense of comfort and reassurance, reminding him that their love endured beyond the boundaries of life and death.

With a grateful smile, Ren whispered into the wind, expressing his love and gratitude for the parents who had shaped him into the person he was. He accepted their words as a precious gift, cherishing the memories and the love they had bestowed upon him.

The wind gently enveloped Ren, carrying away his emotions and offering solace in its embrace. Though they may not be physically present, their love continued to guide him, serving as a beacon of strength and inspiration.

Ren understood that he carried his parents' legacy within him, their hopes and dreams living on through his actions and choices. He vowed to honor their memory by living a life filled with courage, compassion, and resilience.

With renewed determination, Ren descended from the Wall, his heart filled with a renewed sense of purpose. The echoes of his parents' love remained within him, a constant reminder to persevere, to find joy in the journey, and to embrace the love that surrounded him.

As he stepped into the world beyond the Wall, Ren carried with him the love of his parents, an invisible thread connecting him to his past and guiding him towards a future filled with hope, strength, and the unwavering belief that love could conquer even the darkest of days.

Ren's gaze shifted from the vast expanse of the outside world to the people below, residing within the confines of the Wall. As he observed their struggling existence, a deep sense of empathy welled up within him. It was as if his parents' voices resonated within his very being, urging him to extend a helping hand to those in need.

How could he, with his limited resources and influence, make a significant impact on the lives of so many people? Doubt and uncertainty crept into his thoughts, threatening to overshadow his newfound determination.

But amidst the doubts, Ren's parents' words echoed once again, reminding him that every action, no matter how small, could make a difference. He understood that he didn't have to single-handedly solve all the problems or possess grand titles to contribute to positive change.

Ren's heart pounded with adrenaline as he took a daring leap off the towering 50-meter wall. The rush of wind whipped against his face, carrying a sense of liberation and exhilaration. For a moment, he felt weightless, as if soaring through the open sky.

Activating his ODM (Omni-Directional Mobility) gear, Ren skillfully maneuvered through the bustling city below. With swift and calculated movements, he propelled himself from building to building, his body adapting to the rhythm of the gears. The cityscape passed in a blur as he navigated the crowded streets and narrow alleys, his movements a testament to his honed skills and unwavering determination.

As he soared through the air, Ren couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between the misery he had witnessed from atop the wall and the energy pulsating within the city. People hurried about their daily lives, their faces displaying a mix of determination, exhaustion, and fleeting moments of joy. It was a microcosm of the struggles and resilience of humanity confined within the walls.

With each rooftop he traversed and each jump he made, Ren felt a renewed sense of purpose. He knew that the road ahead would be filled with challenges and sacrifices, but he was ready to face them head-on. His journey to help the people within the walls had just begun, and he was determined to make a lasting impact.

Time skip to Ren sleeping.

In that tense moment, the soldier, driven by greed and desperation, had approached Ren as he slept peacefully. With a knife clutched tightly in his hands, he gazed at the child's innocent face with a mix of jealousy and disgust. The promise of wealth from the nobles had clouded his morality, and he didn't care about the heinous act he was about to commit.

As he advanced, he muttered coldly, "Blame yourself for being born, kid." His heartless words lingered in the air, a stark contrast to the serenity of Ren's slumber. The soldier's hand trembled as he prepared to strike, his eyes fixed on his defenseless target.

But just as he was about to carry out his sinister plan, Levi, the second in command after Erwin appeared like a shadow. His movements were lightning-fast as he intervened, preventing the soldier from harming Ren. His voice, laced with authority and fury, resonated through the air, questioning the soldier's malevolent intentions: "The heck do you think you're doing?"

Caught in the act and paralyzed by Levi's sudden intervention, the soldier swallowed hard, his face blanching with fear. He stammered out a reply, a mixture of excuses and desperation: "I...I was just...following orders. The nobles said...they'd make me rich if I...got rid of him. It's not personal, I swear!"

Levi's sharp mind raced with thoughts as he considered the soldier's revelation. The fact that some nobles wanted Ren dead sent chills down his spine. He knew that their motivations could vary greatly, and the identity of the specific noble or nobles behind this sinister plot remained a mystery.

To think they would go to such lengths to kill a brat, unluckily for them, he was the one protecting that Brat and will continue doing so for a very long time.

Levi's piercing gaze bore into the soldier, his voice edged with a dangerous calmness. "You better start talking. I won't ask again."

“I refuse”The soldier said unwilling to give the identity of the person who sent him here.

Levi stare at the man for a second before saying.

“I am in a good mood right now,so it would be in your best interest to tell me..unless you want me to get the info out of you the hard way”

The soldier still refused to give up and so Levi led the soldier to the interrogation which was really the torture room at this point.

He would torture the information out of him using a special device they had available.

Within a few hours, the soldier started to speak.

“I don't know…they just gave me the money and told me to kill the child sleeping in that room, I didn't know it was the sentinel”

A/N I was to tired to make everything up to par,I hope it still good though.