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Beside him, Zeke looked older than his years, his shoulders burdened by the weight of a "mercy" he believed was the only way out.
The light flared, blindingly white, as the brothers' paths finally diverged for the last time, leaving only the echoing roar of a freedom that would cost everything. To help me expand this story, you could tell me:
Zeke sighed, a sound of profound disappointment. "I thought you, of all people, would understand. We were both born into this nightmare, but we don't have to pass it on."
In Fawzy Nahwi’s depiction, the brothers are often shown with a mirroring intensity—Zeke’s calculated desperation versus Eren’s unstoppable momentum. As they stood in the center of all things, the ground began to tremble. The sand shifted.
Eren didn't look at the light. He looked at his brother. "It’s a cage, Zeke. You’re just choosing a quieter way to die inside it."
