Erwin x Reader: Trust How many times have my eyes seen death? All of them raise their swords towards the gigantic humans, always trying to aim for their weak point. The nape. But, they somehow fail. Crushed under their huge foot, bit in half, picked out of the air. Our soldiers get hurt in every way. But, the most painful is death. Seeing someone die in front of you. I have seen that many times, and I always get the guilt and sorrow when I see the blood splutter out of their body. People say I was strange. That I felt no guilt when people die. No, they got it wrong. All the bodies that were eaten, crushed, ripped. I always happen to look at their faces during the last moment if I was nearby. The look of terror, fear. Every soldier, they give up their hearts for humanity. For hope.