- Every time I transform into the Colossal Titan, I feel the weight of my sins crush me. The lives I’ve taken haunt me endlessly.
- I can never escape the screams of those we’ve hurt. Their faces, their pain—it’s etched into my mind forever.
- How can I ever make amends for the lives I’ve destroyed? The guilt is a burden I can never shake off.
- I wear the mask of the Colossal Titan, but underneath, I’m just a boy drowning in remorse for the atrocities I’ve committed.
- Every night, I pray for forgiveness, but deep down, I know I don’t deserve it. The blood on my hands can never be washed away.
- I don’t even know who I am anymore. Am I Bertolt Hoover, a soldier of Marley, or just a puppet following orders?
- I’ve lost myself in this war. The lines between friend and foe blur, and I struggle to recognize the person I’ve become.
- Do I have a purpose beyond being the Colossal Titan? Is there more to me than this monstrous form?
- I used to dream of a simple life, but now, I’m trapped in a nightmare of my own making.
- Underneath this Titan’s skin lies a boy torn between duty and desire, between loyalty and longing for freedom.
- Reiner has been my anchor in this storm of war. Without him, I’d be lost at sea.
- Our friendship was forged in the fires of battle. We’ve seen each other’s darkest sides and still stand by each other’s side.
- Reiner understands me like no one else. We share secrets that would shatter others.
- We promised to return home together, but now, I wonder if we’ll ever find our way back.
- In Reiner, I found a brother in arms—a companion who shares my burden and bears it with me.
- The terror of facing the Survey Corps is like a knife twisting in my gut, a constant reminder of my mortality.
- My heart races with every step they take closer. The fear of being exposed consumes me.
- The battlefield is a symphony of screams and chaos, and I’m just another instrument playing my part.
- The weight of our mission crushes me, yet I carry on, fueled by fear and desperation.
- Anxiety gnaws at my insides, but I must push forward. Failure is not an option.
- I never asked for this role, but duty demands sacrifices, and I must play my part.
- My loyalty to Marley comes at a steep price—a price paid in blood and tears.
- I may have to betray everything I hold dear for the sake of duty. But can duty ever justify such betrayal?
- Every step I take is a step further from myself, a sacrifice made in service of a cause I no longer believe in.
- For Marley, I will do what must be done, even if it means sacrificing my soul in the process.
- Every decision I make feels like a battle between right and wrong, and I’m never sure which side I’m on.
- The lines between good and evil blur in the fog of war. I’m just trying to navigate through the shadows.
- I carry the weight of my actions like a millstone around my neck, wondering if I’m truly the villain of this story.
- Morality is a maze, and I’m lost in its twists and turns, searching for a path that leads to redemption.
- I’ve done terrible things in the name of duty, but I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve betrayed my own conscience.
- In a world torn apart by conflict, I’m adrift, a solitary figure lost in a sea of faces.
- The silence is deafening, echoing the emptiness inside me. I’m surrounded by people, yet utterly alone.
- I’ve built walls around my heart, afraid to let anyone in, afraid they’ll see the monster lurking within.
- The nights are the hardest, when the darkness presses in on me, and I’m left alone with my thoughts.
- Isolation is a prison without walls, and I’m the only inmate, sentenced to a lifetime of solitude.
- What will they remember me for when I’m gone? The lives I’ve saved or the lives I’ve taken?
- I once dreamed of leaving behind a legacy of heroism, but now, I fear I’ll be remembered as a villain.
- Every action I take ripples through the fabric of time, shaping the world in ways I never imagined.
- I’ve left a trail of destruction in my wake, but I still cling to the hope that I can leave behind something good.
- Legacy is a double-edged sword, a testament to both our triumphs and our failures.
- Desperation claws at my throat like a beast hungry for blood, driving me to desperate measures.
- Hope is a fragile thing, shattered by the harsh realities of this cruel world. Despair is all that remains.
- I’ve stared into the abyss, and it stared back, whispering promises of oblivion.
- Despair is a poison coursing through my veins, consuming me from the inside out.
- In the depths of despair, even the smallest glimmer of hope feels like a cruel joke.
- Can I ever be forgiven for the sins I’ve committed? Is redemption even possible for someone like me?
- I long for absolution, but I fear I’m beyond saving. How can I atone for the lives I’ve destroyed?
- Forgiveness is a distant dream, forever out of reach, taunting me with its elusive promise.
- Redemption is a thorny path, fraught with obstacles and pitfalls, but I’ll walk it nonetheless.
- Maybe one day, I’ll find the courage to forgive myself, but until then, I’ll carry the weight of my sins.
Guilt and Remorse
Identity Crisis
Friendship with Reiner
Fear and Anxiety
Sacrifice and Duty
Struggle with Morality
Loneliness and Isolation
Legacy and Impact
Desperation and Despair
Redemption and Forgiveness
