Screen 1
The march to Shiganshina is quiet. Too quiet.
No joking. No banter. Just the weight of what's coming.
Everyone knows what this place means.
Where the nightmare began.
Where they lost everything.
The plan:
• Eren hardens and seals the outer gate
• Scouts rush inside
• Reach the basement before the Warriors destroy them
When they arrive, it feels abandoned.
No Titans… no movement… just silence and ghosts.
Levi signals the squads forward.
Armin starts analyzing angles, roof shapes, possible ambush points.
Sans hangs back, eye narrowed.
"You feel that?"
He asks quietly.
Papyrus tilts his head.
"I don't see anyone."
Sans doesn't respond. His pupils shrink.
A heartbeat later:
THUMP.
The wall cracks and explodes outward.
Reiner bursts through in full Armored Titan form, roaring.
The trap springs.
From above, Bertholdt watches like a hawk.
Behind the city, the Beast Titan stands with an entire Titan army at his command.
The Scouts are surrounded on all sides.
Levi whispers to his squad:
"This is a one-way fight."
Sans cracks his knuckles, blue eye flaring.
"Took us long enough to find the party."
Screen 2
Armin calls it.
Strength won't beat the Colossal Titan.
They need a risk so insane it feels like suicide.
While Armin buys time in the worst way possible, another monster steps forward.
Sans finally drops the restraint.
His bones crack.
Energy surges through every pixel of his being.
He rises.
20 feet. 50 feet. 80 feet.
He stops at 100 feet, eye burning like a singularity.
Ultra Sans.
Papyrus leaps up the rooftops beside him, swinging his massive summoned bones like spears to clear smaller Titans. He's yelling encouragement the whole time.
"NYEHHH. YOU BIG SMOKEY BUFFOON. PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!"
Bertholdt turns. A look of disbelief on his steaming titan face.
Ultra Sans raises one massive hand.
A blaster the size of a building materializes, humming with pure force.
Blast after blast tears through the air, colliding with the Colossal Titan's heatwave.
The clash bends the very wind.
Bertholdt tries to kick him away.
Sans catches the leg with one hand.
"No more running."
He slams the Colossal Titan backward, cracking buildings below like cheap toys.
But the steam burns.
Even Sans feels it. This isn't free.
On the ground…
Armin refuses to give up.
Skin burning. Breath fading.
He holds Bertholdt's attention long enough for Eren to launch the real attack from behind.
The plan works.
Eren grabs Bertholdt from the nape.
Bertholdt falls.
The Colossal collapses like a dying star.
Ultra Sans drops to one knee, panting.
Papyrus rushes to his side.
"You were amazing, brother! But we must keep going!"
The fight isn't over.
Not yet.
Because behind them…
The Beast Titan still stands.
Screen 3
Ultra Sans vs Colossal Titan
Armin's Sacrifice
Armin sees the truth before anyone else does.
The Colossal Titan isn't a fight you win.
It's a bomb you defuse.
So he charges straight toward the furnace of steam.
Every step costs him skin.
Every breath feels like swallowing fire.
But he climbs anyway.
Bertholdt finally panics.
All of his focus goes to Armin.
He never sees Eren coming.
Eren sheds the act.
He strikes from behind, ripping Bertholdt from the nape like tearing a plug from a machine.
The Colossal Titan stumbles.
Heat storms fade.
The giant body begins to fall.
And then the ground shakes.
Ultra Sans rises again.
One hundred feet of bone and wrath.
His left pupil ignites into a spiraling blue star.
Gravity bends around him like reality itself is scared.
He grabs the falling Titan by the chest, holding up a disaster.
"You're done."
Three blasters materialize:
• One in each massive palm
• One inside his jaws like a cannon forged from nightmares
Everything charges.
The city glows white.
"CHECKMATE."
The lasers punch through Bertholdt's heart.
The Colossal Titan doesn't fall.
He disintegrates into a storm of light and ash.
Silence hits harder than the blast.
Papyrus cheers for half a second.
Then he sees Armin.
He hits the ground with a thud.
Eyes open.
No life inside them.
Eren collapses, screaming a name that won't answer.
Mikasa stands frozen, sword shaking in her hand.
Papyrus drops to his knees, voice cracking.
"THIS… WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN…"
Ultra Sans shrinks back to normal.
Kneels beside Armin.
Looks at the boy who chose pain over surrender.
His voice is barely there.
"He saved the world…
so the world better deserve him."
The wind blows through Shiganshina.
Where a hero died so others wouldn't.
Screen 4
The battlefield is silent but full of screaming.
Smoke. Blood. Broken hopes everywhere.
Two bodies lie close to death:
Erwin Smith — the leader who never stopped marching forward
Armin Arlert — the thinker who found the path to victory
One Titan serum.
One life that can return.
The Scouts break.
Jean shouts.
Mikasa draws her blade.
Eren begs and cries like a child again.
Levi stands in the middle of it all, jaw locked in agony.
He sees Erwin's eyes.
Begging him for release.
No more nightmares.
No more hell.
He makes the impossible call.
Armin gets the serum.
Erwin dies with his dream unfinished.
Armin returns… screaming inside a Titan's mouth, reborn as a shifter.
Mikasa collapses in relief.
Eren holds Armin like he's afraid to let go again.
Papyrus wipes tears from his mask.
He didn't think humans could hurt each other like this without Titans.
Sans… doesn't talk.
Doesn't joke.
Doesn't even move at first.
He just watches Levi walk away, shoulders broken under guilt.
Sans finally exhales:
"It's never the monsters that ruin a soul.
It's the choices."
No one won.
Not really.
They just survived.
Screen 5
The Basement
No music. No dramatic speeches.
Just a creaking door and years of fear staring back at them.
Shelves full of notebooks.
Photographs.
Proof that shouldn't exist in a world where cameras shouldn't exist.
Eren flips the pages.
Children laughing on a beach.
Crowds living freely in a city.
People who look nothing like the ones inside the walls.
It hits like a Titan punch:
Humanity wasn't defeated.
It just left them behind.
The walls aren't protection.
They're a prison.
Marley is out there.
A whole nation that turned Eldians into Titans.
A whole world taught to fear and hate them.
Mikasa can't breathe.
Eren's fists shake with a new kind of rage.
Levi just stares, unreadable, like he already knew hope had teeth.
Papyrus stumbles back.
"THERE ARE MORE HUMANS. REAL HUMANS. AND THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW US. THIS IS BOTH AMAZING AND TERRIFYING."
Sans looks over his shoulder, eyes dim.
"So the real enemy isn't Titans. It's billions of people who want us dead."
He closes the book.
"Well.
Guess this story's only getting darker."
Be continued