Nov 4, 2023
As the final credits rolled on the last episode of Attack on Titan, it felt as if I were parting with a piece of myself, a fragment of my very soul that grew in tandem with the lives of Eren, Armin, and Mikasa. For a decade, this wasn’t just an anime; it was a companion through my own metamorphosis, a mirror reflecting the tumultuous journey of coming of age.
Hajime Isayama, you didn’t just create a world; you set a colossal narrative in motion that trampled the boundaries of imagination and expectation. I walked alongside these characters, my footsteps echoing in sync with theirs, through every
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victory and every heartbreak. Today, as their journey concludes, I find myself in a storm of emotions, a bittersweet cocktail of elation and sorrow.
Eren, with your fiery will, you taught me the power and the price of freedom. Armin, through your eyes, I saw the world’s cruelty and its beauty, understanding that hope is its own form of courage. Mikasa, in your unwavering strength, I learned about the enduring nature of love and loyalty.
As I bid farewell to the Scout Regiment, to the walls that have confined and defined them, I'm reminded of the walls in my own life—those I've overcome and those I've yet to conquer. This end is a tribute to the tenacity of the human spirit, a narrative that refuses to shy away from the grim realities of life, yet always finds a sliver of hope in the darkest of times.
I find myself in tears, not just for the story that’s ended, but for the years it spanned—a decade of my life where I, too, faced titans of my own. Loss, growth, fear, and courage. This anime was a constant through it all, a source of inspiration, a comfort in troubled times, and a reminder that we all have the strength to fight our battles, be they against towering monsters or the demons within.
So, thank you, Hajime Isayama. Thank you for the ink you’ve spilled, the nights you’ve toiled, the world you’ve built, and the hearts you’ve touched. Attack on Titan will stand as a colossal piece of storytelling, long after the titans have fallen, a testament to the power of narrative and a companion that helped shape who I’ve become. The journey may have ended, but the memories, like the scouts soaring into the sky, will live on, untethered and forever free.
Farewell, Eren, Armin, and Mikasa. Our parting is such sweet sorrow, yet, you will remain with me, etched into the very fabric of who I am. For in the end, we never really say goodbye to the stories that shape us. They become a part of us—forever.
Reviewer’s Rating: 10
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