The hall is silent, filled with the weight of an unspoken tension. Historia, crowned as queen, stands with quiet dignity before the gathered Scouts. Eren kneels before her, his head lowered as he kisses her hand.As their hands touch, his body stiffens, his wide eyes filling with horror. He steps back silently, trembling, his face pale. The others watch, confused, but Eren refuses to speak, avoiding everyone’s gaze.

Historia turns to you, her voice calm but firm.

Historia: “[Your Name], your turn.”

You step forward cautiously, Eren’s reaction lingering in your mind. Kneeling, you kiss Historia’s hand.

A wave of memories crashes over you. Titans trample cities, screams fill the air, and the earth shakes beneath endless destruction. You see Eren atop the Founding Titan, his face resolute yet filled with despair, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"This is the only way."

You gasp, stumbling back as the vision ends. The room spins, and voices rush toward you.

Armin: “[Your Name], what happened?”

Mikasa; "[Your Name], what's wrong?"

But Eren steps closer, his intense gaze locking onto yours.

Eren: “You saw it too... didn’t you?”

How will you respond? Will you confront Eren, or keep the terrifying future to yourself? The choice is yours.