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Eren: From birth...
I have before my eyes...
There were those damn walls.
*memories.
Armin: Flaming water... icy plains... snow on top of the sands...
Surely the outside world is much larger than ours behind the walls.*
Eren: Whoever saw it...
I guess...
I knew true freedom!
That's what it is...
Freedom.
That's it... I was free. Did you talk about that?
Yes, Armin?

Magath: ........
Did you blow up the Yegerist train?
Keith: Yeah. Why didn't you swim away with the others?
Magath: There's a hijacked Mariah cruiser. With its speed, it is easy to catch up and sink our allies.
It should not be left here.
Keith: Then I'll help.
Keith: They're already here.
Magath: I don't care. I'll set fire to gunpowder. If you want to jump into the sea, now is the time.
Keith: Oh no. And so healed in this world.
Magath: Why are you on our side? This is hardly in favor of the island.
Keith: I saw my students driving south from the fort in Shiganshin. With Annie Leonhart. And then I understood their purpose.
And I was proud...
For their students.
Magath: .......
If you hadn't stopped the reinforcements, we'd be here.
You will become one of the heroes-saviors of the world.
Keith: Well... just like you.
Magath: I have nothing to be proud of. I didn't go of my own free will... Only followed the order of his country ...
And he ordered his guys to destroy the walls.
Now I realize that I would be happy if my guys lived like ordinary people.
Keith: Even though you're not proud of yourself,
Yegerists: DISCOVER!
I think I'm proud of you, as are your guys.
Magath: Thank you. What is your name?
Keith: Keith Shadis. What about you?
Magath: Theo Magat.
*Lowering the gun, setting fire to gunpowder.
The explosion of the cruiser, the death of all who were on it.*

Elena: Let's remember...
Rainer Brown. How many Eldians were devoured by the giants when you punched a hole in the wall?
Then you penetrated the walls and shared the sorrows and joys with your "friends" sitting here.
And betraying them. You killed each other.
And now you're pretending to be friends again.
Annie Leonhart. They say you killed the fighters of the reconnaissance corps in packs. And also crushed a lot of residents of the stoess area.
And of course, the inhabitants of paradise island fought bravely in Mara, where you, usually so intelligent, smashed into splinters a military port, yes Armin?
You stole and used the power of Berthold. As a result, a mountain of corpses, including civilians.
I don't know what kind of courage you showed in Liberio. But they say you killed the superior number of Marei soldiers, drowning the city in blood.
Especially you, Jean. They say you shot a thunder spear at young Falco to hit the giant rickshaw. And only because the spear has gone past the target, Falco now sits among us.
And yet... This young lady, Gaby, shot Sasha. And Sasha was so good... Even I was sad.
But my sadness doesn't compare to your grief and anger. You're so close as cadets.

The giants from the walls will march across all lands outside the island. And they will trample enemies ... until they wipe out all living things from the face of the Earth.

The light is very dim. It is full of bottles, glasses, ashtrays ... The brown walls silently scream with hundreds of black inscriptions, reflected in a large dull mirror. The stage is somewhere to the right, from there muffled bass and drums can be heard, mixing with the beating of my heart and giving a rumble in my temples.

When this person enters the room, all the walls fall.

You are no more ...

- I'm ashamed of the time I spent with you. I stood up against everyone and broke down my walls for you.
- Eda
"I let you hurt me but look I existed before you, and I will be after you, Serkan. And know you have nothing to replace me with.

Before the son of mice, before the king of rats!

My middle name is stage, my name is ARTIST!

- I seep through the walls.

And not every situation helps to get out intellect and mind!

- Fuck you, Gansey. Fuck you, ”he said, softly and furiously.

A little more, and I will decide that I was lured, bewitched by the spell of letters. A little more, and I will imagine how they dance around these letters at night, whispering spells and drawing magic circles. A little more, and I will think that I came only because they wanted it. I've only been here a few minutes and already starting to go crazy. Maybe this is the way it should be here, to be a little crazy? Maybe you just can't be here without it?