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Descent
As people, we humans are full of nuances and contradictions. At times we covet to being in somebody's else company, and at another times we're so annoyed and fed up with the other people surrounding us because we want to be left alone.
As a species, how we have managed not to completely self-destructed or imploded given the track of the bloody history that each our human civilizations delivered when one came after the previous one?
It gives to thought whether negotiating at attempting to truly understanding each other is just an altruistic, fairy-tale or a political tool used just to advance one's side over the expense of the others?
Honestly, my heart was breaking and I was left hopeless at the verge of tears witnessing both Marco's and Armin's failures. For the former, he was instantly betrayed by comrades whom he believed he knew due to having overheard things he shouldn't have heard at the wrong time and then fed to the abyss of the cruel world.
For the latter, any possibilities for dialog we're shot down by the former comrades he thought to believe they would listen. The end result for both was that their naivety and expectations were crushed, and as one was left to die alone in the most nihilistic manner possible the other has currently succumbed to absolute dread at being helpless not knowing what to do while his former town is literally thrown into a fiery hell trapping him along with his surviving comrades.
Descent came and went with a lightning shot, and that ever desire to break free from the walls and look for the ocean's existence has turned bleak and now almost impossible to grasp.
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