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❝︎ IT'S EASY TO SEE MANIPULATION FROM AFAR, BUT WHEN IT HAPPENS TO YOU, YOU ARE BLINDED . ❞︎

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Zeke would like to think of himself as a savior. He saved people from a life of misery by killing them, and he saves his people by making sure that they follow the rules so that they won't get killed. He believes that he can and did save a lot of people.

Zeke's current mission is to save his brother, Eren, from the cruelty that their father had put him through. He believes that Eren had been brain washed, built into a mummy to feed Grisha's wants and selfish desires. That is was he keeps telling himself.

However, Zeke can't even reach Eren, especially when they both were transported to another world. There is a wall in front of Zeke making him unable to reach his dear baby brother, and that wall had a name; Y/n L/n.

Y/n showed Eren so much companion it was almost sickening. He made sure to keep Eren happy and even made him smile every once in a while, something that Zeke wasn't even close to doing. Y/n was an obstacle to get rid of in Zeke's plan.

But Y/n was also the key to get out of the world that the group of characters were put in, so Zeke needs to use him. Zeke needs to make sure that Y/n knows of the situation that Eren was put into without giving too much details about their world. He just has to. Besides, he was good with his words in the first place.

Zeke laid out his cards that he will use on Y/n. He has many, plenty, to use on Y/n. Y/n was too kindhearted, from Zeke's observations, therefore he has a weak mind. Simple words are bound to break Y/n down to the bone to let Zeke use him as he pleases.

"Ahem, Y/n?" Zeke asked as he knocked onto Y/n's office door, making sure to make his voice sound weak.

"Come in, Zeke," Y/n said as some shuffling of books could be heard.

Zeke let out a small breath as he opened the office door and closed in behind him, "Y/n, I need to talk to you. It's a serious matter."

Immediately, Y/n was alert, he put down his pen and turned to Zeke, "Is there something wrong? Did someone get hurt? Gabi didn't try to stab anyone did she?"

Zeke gave a soft chuckle as he pulled a chair and sat next to Y/n, "No, not at all. It's more of a... personal matter, if you don't mind me telling you..."

Y/n's body untensed. He let out a small sigh of relief as he could feel the stress from the others flow out of him. He really does care for the others, and it worries him to no end if something bad happens to them.

"Of course," Y/n said, his voice loose from worry, "What's the matter, Zeke?"

"It's about my brother..."

"Eren? What's wrong with Eren?"

"Everything..." Zeke stated in a serious tone, he clutched his pants as he looked down, "Our sick bastard of a father had brainwash him into doing horrible, horrible things. I don't want to see my brother go down a path filled with blood.

"Please, Y/n, I need you to send us back so that I can fix everything. Eren won't even talk to me in this world, I can't even look at him with care unless he glares at me. Eren is the only family I have left. Please, Y/n, you have to send us back.

"That way, all of the Ymir subjects, our people, will cease to exist. That way, the whole worlds will stop hating us, and finally live peacefully. I'm thinking about the world, Y/n. You have to help me and Eren get back."

Y/n stared at Zeke for a bit, for some reason he held no emotion on his face, other than the fact that his eyes were watching Zeke's every movement. Zeke could not read Y/n's true emotion, but he knew for a fact that Y/n is letting all of the words sink in his brain.

"But..." Y/n started, slightly tilting his head, "Can't you try to find the time to talk to Eren now? Have you even tried to communicate with him like a real brother and not as a tool for your plan?"

Zeke's eyes widened for a single second before turning back to normal. One card was out, he needs to try another. With the cards he had in his hand, Zeke place down another card onto the table.

"B-But thousands of people are suffering because of us!" Zeke pleaded as small tears pricked his eyes, "I'm thinking about the people, about the whole world. I want everyone to have a peaceful life, I mean it, Y/n.

"If Eren and I can use... Eren's 'power'... we'll be able to make that dream come true. I'm sure Eren wants the same, I'm sure of it. You saw how Eren is with you and his friends. He really does have a caring heart, I know it.

"Eren just needs to put that heart for the rest of the world, our world. Y/n, if you just help me this one time, I swear to you that I will never bother you ever again. So please, Y/n, send us, Eren and me, back to our world so we can fix. So, we can make it right."

Y/n stared once again, an unreadable look on his face. Zeke sweats where he was sitting. He was putting so much energy into each card he played, and yet Y/n just sits there. He just listens and lets the information sinks in.

"Going back to my first statement," Y/n said calmly, "It sounds like you just want to use Eren as a tool for your own dream. What about Eren? Have you talked to him about what he wanted too? A plan like that does seem nice but what are the effects that will happen to Eren and the one he loves?"

Zeke could feel his fist twitch for a second. How can Y/n be so oblivious to the obvious success in Zeke's plan? How could Y/n look at him with such doe-like eyes? Zeke just needs to place more cards down. He just needs to keep playing poker.

"I never said that I wanted to use Eren as a tool," Zeke claimed.

Y/n raised a brow, "You didn't?"

Zeke shook his head, "I would never use family members as a tool, they are family. I love Eren, he is my brother. I would've never dreamed of using his power for something so selfish. You care about Eren, right? It's like that with me to our world. I want the best for it, and I want to give my all to it.

"You understand right? Giving everything you have for the people you care about? You would do anything out of the pure caringness of your heart. I am doing the same. Our world is a beautiful place, and I want Eren to see that.

"I just noticed... You and I are similar, Y/n."

Another card was put down.

"Are we?" Y/n asked with a small tilt to his head.

"Of course," Zeke said with a smile that could rival a real one, "Both care for something and-or someone with all of our hearts. You care about the rest of the group, and I care about my world and Eren.

"See? We have something in common. Isn't that wonderful? If we can work together, get me back to my world, maybe you can even talk to Eren, I can finally put everyone's suffering to an end! Y/n we can-!"

"I'm going to stop you right there, Zeke," Y/n cut off as he held a hand up.

Zeke fumbled with his cards, "H-Huh?"

Y/n narrowed his eyes at Zeke as he rested his hand on his hand, which was perched on the arm of the chair, "If I didn't know any better...

"You are trying to manipulate me, Zeke..."

Zeke's cards fell out of his hands. He stared slightly wide eyed at Y/n that he had been caught. He wasn't going to talk but he still had cards to play. He has to play them.

"W-hat are you talking about Y/n?" Zeke asked as he put a hand on his heart in a 'hurtful' motion, "I was agreeing with you, bonding with you, and this is how you see my kindness to you? How cruel are you? Y-Y/n, you have to listen, I was never trying to manipulate you, on god."

Y/n rolled his eyes, he seemingly pulled the last cards out of Zeke's hands, "You're doing it again. Look, you're a cool person, Zeke, truly. But this," He gestured to Zeke up and down, "is incredibly unacceptable.

"You must think I'm weak, don't you? You must think that I'm too kindhearted for my own good. Oh my! Spoiler alert! I'm not, you shitty person. Just who do you think you are, Zeke? You are in my house, and you think you can just manipulate me like that?"

Zeke cowardly slump in his seat as Y/n had gotten up and walked closer to him. Y/n was standing over Zeke with narrowed eyes. His aura screamed dangerous as his lips were curled down into a harsh frown. All of Zeke's cards were burning around him.

"I'm not weak minded," Y/n sneered at Zeke, "I am not 'too kindhearted'." He took a step closer, "I am not someone who will bow down to your words," Another step closer, "I am NOT someone you should mess with, especially when you're in my world, in my house."

Y/n caged Zeke in the seat he was in with his arms. He gripped onto the arms of the chair that Zeke was sitting in. If he had been just a bit stronger, he would've broken them like a twig being stepped on. Zek stared at Y/n with wide eyes of surprise and slight fear.

Y/n scowled down at Zeke, "I wasn't raised in a kind household. I was raised by a harsh mother and manipulative father, you are not special, Zeke. You lost a family member? Haha! I did too! Suck it up bitch! Everyone in this house has at least lost someone or something in their life!

"Stop acting like you're the superhero when your wants are so selfish it's sickening. Don't act like you're higher than everyone here. You are not higher than me, you are not higher than Eren, and I am not higher than any of you.

"We are all human, Zeke. Who cares about titan power this, or titan power that? In this world, in MY house, everyone is an equal. But right now, you are acting the lowest of the low. You manipulate people, you make people do your biddings.

"You're just mad that Eren is the only one who could actually see through that, huh?"

Zeke irked.

Y/n smirked, "I gotcha."

Y/n harshly grabbed Zeke's shirt as he pulled him towards him aggressively. (E/c) eyes bored into Zeke's grey-blue eyes. Zeke couldn't help but shake under Y/n's gaze, he couldn't help but submit to Y/n's words. And the worse fact, was that Y/n was true to his words.

"I've already wasted enough time with you so listen here and listen well, Zeke," Y/n said, "Once I get the correct information, I will send the ones who want to go back, back to their world. For those who want to stay, may stay.

"If you want to leave, go ahead I won't stop you. But you are not forcing Eren or anyone else to go with you if they don't want to, I refuse to.

"You can stop worrying about your world, Zeke," Y/n stated, his voice had calmed as his grip loosen, "To my knowledge, your world is on a 'pause' and will only continue if you go back, then everything will go back like I was never even a thing. So, let the others live for once."

Zeke let out a breath as he was gently place back down on the seat he was originally sitting on. Y/n let go of him as he placed a hand on Zeke's shoulder. Zeke looked up at Y/n and Y/n gave him a small but warm smile.

"Maybe it's time for you to live a life for once too," Y/n claimed with a smile.

"Y/n..." Zeke breathed out in shock.

Y/n sighed as he rubbed his head and sat back down in his seat, "No matter what you do, I will have to accept you one way or another. I cannot stay made at any of you for too long. Ha... not even you or Gabi, I guess."

Zeke's eyes widened in shock of Y/n had said, he could feel a small heat raise on his cheeks, "A-Ah! Y/n, I'm sor-!"

Y/n held up a hand for Zeke to stop talking, "You've already done your damage. I need to get back to work, Zeke. I'll be down to cook dinner soon. Have a good day. Go watch TV or something, I heard that Falco has been meaning to show you a book that he found in my library."

"Fal... co?" Zeke stuttered once again.

Y/n let out a soft chuckle, "Yes, he should be in the library with Armin," He let out a small laugh, "Those two are getting along very well now that I think about it. Leave, Zeke, go live you life."

Zeke stared at Y/n for a second before looking down. He gave a small nod as he walked to the door of the office. When he did open the office door he looked back at Y/n only to see him going back to writing. He closed the door behind him.

Once Y/n heard the door close, he stopped his writing. He softly put down his pen as he balled his fist. Memories of his father, of his mother were rushing through his head during Zeke's rant, thus the reason why he wasn't able to speak up sooner.

Y/n sniffled lightly as he put his head in his arm and looked down at the floor where his feet was at. His eyes were tearing up as he covered his mouth with his other hand to keep the sobs and yells in. He didn't want to alert anyone in the house.

"M-Mother... F-Father..." Y/n muttered in between small sobs, "I-I'm so-sorry... b-but... I hate you... I hate you b-both s-so much..."

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❝︎ IT'S AMAZING HOW MUCH MANIPULATION IS GOING ON IN PARASITES . ❞︎

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