“Insert a fragment,” the carved text read. “A moment that broke you. The gallery will unlock.”
He didn’t turn away. He never did.
Hange stepped forward first. They pressed a cracked lens from their first expedition—the one where they watched Sawney and Bean die. The door groaned, and one panel slid open, revealing a frozen image: Hange laughing with the two captured Titans, sunlight through the bars. A memory preserved, sharp as glass. attack on survey corps gallery unlocker
Levi stared at his own reflection. Around him, the fallen Survey Corps stood in the flickering light—ghosts nodding, waiting for him to turn the page. “Insert a fragment,” the carved text read