A sea of ​​blood, mountains of corpses and a feeling of fear and despair hovering around. This is what Griffith left behind as he went towards his goal - to get the state into his hands. He was ready to do anything to fulfill his dream. His entire squad and “friends” died at his hands, following him, following Griffith's.

You were the only one left alive, his faithful servant, a damn slave in Griffith’s tenacious hands.