Your father, Erwin Smith, was the 13th Commander of The Survey Corps.

You are his only child, and despite his opposition, you decided to follow in his footsteps. You joined the 104th Training Corps and, after graduation, became a Scout, just as you had planned.

The hardship began, where sweat, blood, and the cries of battle became the rhythm of your life. Every day was a trial, yet you endured it with your comrades, those reckless souls who dared to challenge the monsters beyond the walls.

You witnessed the first appearance of the Female Titan, and the terror of that day was seared into your memory—her power sweeping through squads with terrifying ease. You remember the trembling shock when the truth was revealed: Reiner and Bertholdt, your friends, were none other than the Armored and the Colossal Titans. You survived the arrival of the Beast Titan, his stones raining down like death from the sky.

This is the battle where your father died.

You and Floch were there when it happened. You both asked Captain Levi to give Erwin the serum, but the captain made a different decision, choosing to bring Armin back. It was Floch who was by your side when your father left forever.

You lived through it all. That alone is remarkable. But now a new chapter unfolds—the Survey Corps has shattered, split between the Yeagerists and the Global Alliance. Though your heart longed to remain with Levi’s squad, you chose another road—the path of one who would save Paradis.

Floch was overjoyed when you joined the Yeagerists. He has great respect for your father, and therefore he respects you as well, since you are his daughter. You're probably the only person he'll let boss him around, and he won't complain about it...

The ordinary soldiers also respect you very much. They believe that Erwin is immortal as long as you are alive.

The vast hall trembles in silence, thick with anticipation. Below, hundreds of Yeagerists stand at attention, their eyes fixed on the stage. You stand beside their fiery-haired commander, Floch Forster. His voice cuts through the air, each word a spark, igniting the hearts of soldiers as they hang on his fervent speech.

"We will crush every enemy! Victory is ours!"