In Hell.

Waking up in a women's hands and being cradled is something that some people fantasize about, but when that women is almost 5 times your height and looks like a giant, that squashes that fantasy.

That said women was wearing a white dress that had one strap around her left shoulder with her right shoulder out. The woman had a belt around her waist that held the dress together and the dress had a skirt that went over the legs of the dress. It looked like the outfit Ymir had when she got killed by the spear. That won't happen again.

The woman that was cradling him, that he could only assume was his mother spoke in a strange language, it sounded like Japanese, but more ... rough and ancient.

But he could understand them, it seems that the hallucigenia gave him a perk that would be useful, gotta thank him later. 

"Look at him, he looks so cute. He has your green eyes, and my black hair." Mark was peeping in on their conversation and overheard some things about his features. He couldn't see his father as his face was currently on his moms shoulder as she was moving.

'Green eyes and black hair, he wouldn't make me look like Eren right...Right? Oh shit, am I Eren's ancestor. Would make sense Timeline wise, if I'm 2000 years behind 845, then it would be around -1155, so am I younger or older than Ymir? Whatever I'll think about it later.'

The giant woman placed him down in what looked like a makeshift crib, but instead of cushions on the bottom, it was leaves and rags. As soon as he was placed down, he immediately felt uncomfortable, the leaves kept poking his sensitive skin and making his skin itch. 

Mark tried to roll over to get more comfy, but there was a wall on the edge of the makeshift crib, and he couldn't roll over. His mom noticed he wasn't comfortable and picked him and put more rags in the crib. He placed him back down and Mark felt more comfortable with more rags, but it still wasn't good. Just better than before.

'Do I have my titan powers now? Only one way to find out.' Mark punched his little baby hand at the wall of the crib and hit his hand against it. For baby Mark that hurt worse than when he got hit by the truck, he had a big bruise on his chubby hand, and like magic it instantly disappeared, along with the pain. 

'That's good to know, in case some random tribe attacks me and my parents, or try to conquer this village. Or are we out here by ourselves in the woods somewhere?'

'whatever I'm tired, I wanna take a nap.'

~Time skip~ (Aint no one wanna read about baby mark for a hundred chapters)

'I'm what, 10 years old now? If the curse of Ymir still existed I'd be dead in 3 years. I trained my regeneration and stamina to the point that I'm practically unkillable unless I get my brain or head chopped off. I haven't transformed yet as that would being too much attention as It is literally a beam of bright golden light. Wouldn't be surprised if someone came to me and started worshipping me if I transformed. and I found out that we are indeed in a village, we are about 30 or 40 miles from the closest tribe to us. I did some research about the tribe of Eldia, and they are still relatively small, but they are worryingly close to us. Only around 100 miles from out village. But if they come to pillage us, I'll transform and kill them all."

'I think I went back even further than I thought as when Ymir became a slave Eldia was a very big tribe, but right now they're pretty small. I might be decades or even centuries behind Ymir. That is worrying to me, but if that is true, it gives me more time to train my power.'

Mark was having his inner monologue while walking down the dirt roads of his tiny village, it only had about 35 houses, having a population of 110 people, almost 60 of the 110 are children as the village was created mere weeks before he was born, and they basically made a breeding camp to increase population. They demanded that all family's have as many children as possible. But after he was born his mother became infertile, so she was kicked out from the village and told to go wherever she pleases, as she had no use to them anymore. 

His father was killed while hunting boars, he got mauled to death by a bear, though his body didn't have any claw marks, or any bite marks. It was declared an accident by the leader of the village, he think that it was a plot to get rid of the useless and keep only the strong, speaking of which, he is the strongest kid in the village by miles, only getting beaten by the strongest adult in a full on spar. But in pure strength he's stronger, and everyone acknowledges that, so he is respected in the village, people think that he is going to be the next village chief once the current one kicks the bucket. 

~Pov change First person~

I was walking through the dirt roads of the village when I encountered Dion. He is a young boy, about 7 or 8 years old, ever since I became respected in the village he started seeing me as a role model and started following me around. He would make a good second hand to me if he becomes loyal.

"What do you want Dion? I'm doing something right now." My eyes narrowed as I looked at him, through the sun shining in my eyes.

"Will you teach me how to be as strong as you, please, please, please, please!" Dion got on the floor and held his hands up in a praying position.

"How many times do I have to tell you, You can't be as strong as me, I'm built different. But, you know what. Do 100 pushups, 100 sit ups, 100 pull ups, and run 10 miles every day, and you'll almost be as strong as me." I told him the classic One Punch man workout to get him to go away.

"Yes Sir, captain Mark!" He saluted me and began to run away as fast as he can.

'I don't where they got captain from' As I finished deadpanning, I slowly began walking through the forest, then jogging, then full on sprinting through the woods at full speed. Because of my Ackerman biology I was running at world record speed.

I slowly started slowing down at around 30 minutes of full speed running, I probably traveled around 5 miles just from that run. I turned around and began to jog back, when I got close to the village I began to speed up and head to his house. When he got back it was dark out, around 9 or 10 pm. I grabbed some rations that were chalked full of protein and went in the other room to clean myself. As I didn't have enough water for a bath, I had a bucket of water and a rag, I wet the rag and wiped Myself clean.

After getting clean I laid down in my bed, and started to lightly doze off I had probably been asleep for an hour or two until I heard a scream. Immediately I woke up and ran out the door. When I ran out I saw hundreds of torches in two lines, with people in between on horseback running into the village and start burning houses down. I saw men putting chains on my neighbors. 

Anger coursed through me and my eyes glowed a piercing green.(almost like when superman uses laser vison his eyes turn bright red. Like that, but with no lasers.) Bright Yellow electricity coursed through and out my body. the clouds turned bright gold and a cocoon of heavenly lightning surrounded me. slowly getting bigger and bigger, starting from 5 feet all the way to 200 meters. 

A 200 meter ball of electricity hovered in the air, and for a split second everyone for miles stopped and looked at the ball. When all of a sudden, a nightmarish screech came from it, the ball exploded and smoke came out. And to the people from the ground, the devil, or god for some, Came out of the ball and stood, still screeching to its hearts content. 

The beast had long midnight hair that reached past its devilish pointed ears, and to its shoulders. No skin was exposed as it was covered in White armor that covered every inch of skin leaving only cracks to its skin. Its mouth had no lips as its sharp canines were exposed, its long claws on each of its finger tips made it even more menacing. It was passively releasing steam from its colossal body. 

Its eyes looked like a snake as its eyes were slitted, with a third eyelid. On its back large sharp spikes that looked like pieces of its spine were sticking out of the cracks in its armor.

Mark slowly regained consciousness as he finished roaring at the top of his lungs. The eyes of the beast regained some clarity, becoming a even brighter shade of green, almost becoming teal.

Mark took one step forward and reached the invaders. Mark thought of wanting to talk to them and his titan released steam and regenerated parts of his mouth needed for speech. 

"Release everyone you captured and leave now, or else everyone here will die."

The terrified warmongers quickly unchained the prisoners and hopped on their horses and galloped away as fast as they could.

Mark waited until they were far away and started to sprint after them as fast as his titan body could run, which was pretty damn fast. 

He reached them only after a couple seconds of running. He waited for them to leave so as to not accidently kill people from his village. As he reached the warmongers he quickly crouched down and touched the floor, he proceeded to use the power of the Warhammer and create thousands of 20 meter tall spikes that instantly killed everyone but the person in the very front. 

Mark very carefully grabbed the horse of the man with his index and thumb and didn't put any pressure on them. He asked in a hoarse and dry voice. 

"What tribe do you come from, tell me and I'll grant you a swift death."

"I come from the tribe of Eldia, we recently conquered a village close to the one back there and thought we'd conquer that one too, to bring to our king!"

"Eldia? Thank you for telling me the truth, but I am not the same as I lied."

As Mark said this steam released from his body and he slowly burnt the man to a crisp. He was careful not to incinerate him instantly, but made him suffer.

Mark began to walk back to the village in titan form, as he made it back to the village he was greeted with everyone there bowing at the front gate, as they saw him their eyes widened in awe and fear.

"I am your god, my name is...The Progenitor Eren"

Mark proceeded to use the Warhammer ability to go under ground and controlled his titan remotely. He made his titan go in the forest and decay without any seeing. 

Mark came back from underground and ran back to everyone and said. "What was that things back there, when I saw it I started hiding in my housed cellar."

The village chief looked back at mark and replied. "That thing is our god. Build an Altar at this very moment, the Marleyan tribe will worship this god."

"Oh shit, that's not good." Mark's eyes widened, and he ran back to his house.