The Empire of Titans

A Purpose

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"V-Very well," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Our first priority is to refuel our ODM Gear." He pointed towards a dilapidated building in the distance, its paint peeling and its windows shattered. But as his finger traced the path toward the structure, his heart sank. Over fifteen Titans were trying to force their way inside, their massive bodies slamming into the walls with a deafening thud. And on the street below, even more, Titans roamed about, their eyes fixed on the group of soldiers huddled together in fear.

"That place is crawling with Titans," Reiner pointed out; many nodded in agreement.

"That's when Eren comes in, he will distract the Titans, and we will get inside. Once we refuel our Gear, we will get beyond Wall Rose and prepare the plan to seal the hole in the Wall of City of Trost." Armin explained his plan; the eyes of many flickered at the hole in the gate made by the Colossal Titan three hours ago.

"You have an idea to seal the Wall?" Bertholdt questioned with a slight hint of skepticism.

Armin confirmed it with a nod. "I do."

As Armin stood before the group, his eyes darting nervously around the room, he could feel their skepticism and doubt weighing heavily upon him. While a handful of his comrades, those who knew him well, regarded him with a glimmer of hope in their eyes, the vast majority of them wore expressions of disbelief and mistrust. Bertholdt, as always, remained stoic and impassive, his face betraying nothing as he observed the scene before him. Murmurs rippled through the group as they whispered amongst themselves, wondering what possible plan Armin could have concocted that would be good enough to secure the Wall and protect them from the Titans.

As Jean surveyed the group, he could sense the growing sense of apprehension and uncertainty on their faces. Many of them were looking at Armin with an air of doubt, and even Jean himself wasn't entirely convinced that Armin's plan would work. However, he knew that they couldn't afford to waste any more time debating the issue. They needed to get to Wall Rose, and they needed to do it quickly. With a deep breath, Jean stepped forward and raised his voice above the crowd's murmur. "Listen up, everyone!" he shouted, his eyes scanning the faces of his comrades. "I know some of you are skeptical about Armin's plan, but we don't have any other choice. We need to trust him and follow his lead if we want to reach Wall Rose and put an end to this nightmare once and for all." There was a brief moment of silence as everyone considered Jean's words, and then a chorus of agreement rose up from the group. Jean nodded, satisfied that he had rallied the troops, and turned to face Eren's Titan.

As Jean stood there, gazing up at the colossal figure of the Titan that loomed over them, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over him. After all, he had spent most of his life being taught that these monstrous beings were nothing more than mindless killing machines driven by an insatiable hunger for human flesh.