However, the daggers I see within your eyes⏤those are your father's.

Tell me about him; tell me everything you know.

I don't know much at all⏤not in the grand scheme of things.

That said, I'll tell you a story that's of no value whatsoever to humanity.

A story of my past as nothing but a bystander.

Hey! What are you doing?

How the hell did you get here?

Did you climb down the wall somehow?

Wait⏤why would any of you venture outside the walls?

Don't tell me you're trying to fight those things.

Huh?

Was it the truth or a lie?

He said he couldn't remember why he was outside the Walls.

So, Grisha, do you have any idea where you'll go from here?

Maybe I can help.

There is one thing I remember aside from my name.

I was a doctor.

Introduce me to a hospital.

I should be able to help there.

Huh...

Also, do you think you could teach me?

About this world, I mean, and about the scouts, too.

About everything inside the walls.

We're trapped inside these walls.

But as long as there's plenty of food and alcohol to go around, most people are just fine with that.

In their whole lives, they'll never question how wide the world might be.

Is that why you risk your life to venture outside the walls?

To see how wide the world is?

That's right.

Does it seem foolish?

No, quite the opposite.

The scouts are wiser and braver than anyone else living within the walls.

Their very existence is living proof that the imagination and soul of mankind are still free.

That's what you think? Seriously?

Yes.

What's this, Keith?

You'd better not be recruiting for the scouts again.

No, not this time, Carla; I was just...

Oh, no; I'm not really suited for that kind of work.

It takes someone special to become a scout.

You have to be a chosen one.

That's one way to put it.

Someone special.

A chosen one.

Keith?

Who's the kid?

Eren.

Our baby boy.

I guess the news never made it your way.

My husband worries about you.

Yeah... I'm sorry.

Are you planning to keep this up until you get yourself killed?

I think it's time.

Do you want to know why most people live and die without accomplishing a single damn thing?

It's because they've lost their imaginations.

They'll complacently waste their entire lives, unashamed of the fact that all they'll ever add to the world is shit!

Such people are little more than cattle.

They can't even comprehend greatness.

Why should anyone have to be special?

That just isn't the way I like to look at things.

And when it comes to my child...

... I don't care if he grows up to be great.

My son doesn't have to be better than anyone.

He's so cute.

I think Eren's special enough already, for no other reason than that he was born into this world.

Special people do exist.

All this means...

... is that I was never one of them.

It's true.

Normal people can't accomplish a thing.

Keith!

Oh, yeah; that's why.

It's 'cause of what you said.

Eren.

Wake up, Eren.

Why wasn't your mother with you?

I'm sorry.

Mom was trapped and a titan came.

Eren.

You'll avenge her.

You must.

I know that you can.

All this time, you were the one who was special.

What if that boy is the same as me?

What if he isn't a chosen one, either?

This child isn't like you, Keith.

Eren is my son.

Please don't get involved.

This is a family affair.

That light.

After I found you, I carried your unconscious body back to the shelter.

And left.

And that is everything I know.

And you, just like your father wanted, chose to set your life ablaze and let it burn to ashes outside the walls.