[What has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again.]
The words of Chen Si's future self kept surfacing in his mind, quickly calming him down.
[They're beautiful, but they're fragile too. Even if they're so fragile, they still have the right to chase flowers and struggle to live.]
[If Eren or you really set genocide in motion, do you think Mikasa, Historia, Armin, Petra, Levi, and the soldiers of the Survey Corps would truly approve?]
[Eren... don't go...]
[Have you ever wondered why you started thinking this way? Who's really being influenced, Eren or you?]
Chen Si frowned slightly, his eyes clouded with thought. The words of Mikasa, Chris, and Carla kept flashing through his mind.
The future left him deeply undecided. In truth, he had initially been a staunch supporter of the Rumbling. It was the least risky way to defend the island, so why not do it? But some of his memories of the future told him things were not that simple.
The Rumbling and Eren's death seemed to be bound together. If the Rumbling began, Eren would die. Then if it never began, Eren wouldn't die, would he? Although he did not particularly care whether the people of the Marley Continent lived or died, he was unwilling to let Eren die and put Mikasa through such agony just to kill a bunch of people who meant nothing to him.
The only thing he could take comfort in was that his future self seemed very strong.
"Eren, will you trust me just this once? I won't let you reach the point where you're desperate enough to destroy the world," Chen Si said as he slowly rose and looked at Eren.
Eren looked at Chen Si, his gaze flickering slightly. He had not