"As I've been telling you over and over again, I took her to the border of Liberio and no farther. I had work to do. And it was her fault to begin with. An Eldian child shouldn't be wandering around town without permission. It seems to me that your son…"

Frieda was listening to the conversation between the Marleyan sergeant and Grisha's family. She was aware that the man was responsible for the death of their daughter, yet it still disgusted her how the father could be so self-demeaning, faced with such a tragedy.

"Thank you very much for your guidance!" Doctor Yeager responded with a smile "rest assured, I will be sure to teach my foolish son those lessons again…"

"So, this is how you're trying to justify killing my family?" The young queen asked Grisha, while watching the scene.

"You think so?" the man asked in response.

The female sighed at that. She could still see the sorrow in the mother's eyes.

"I admit that what happened to your sister was horrible" Frieda spoke slowly "but it doesn't justify the murders you've committed."

Grisha was looking at her in silence. His gaze felt soft, almost like he was pitying her.

"Come on" he said opening the door to the outside "I'll show you a different memory…"

And so, they've spent a lot of time reminiscing the past. Frieda had seen it all. How subjects of Ymir were treated in Marley, how their children were fed with anti-Eldian propaganda. How lives were destroyed, and spirits broken.

"I never knew that life outside the walls could look like this" the queen whispered as she watched some Marleyan janitor throw slop at Grisha's family.

"It was like this, every day" the man explained "people would disappear without a trace, crimes against us would go unpunished, just because we were the ones to cause all that suffering in the past."

Her pacifist self was waging a losing war within her mind.

"This is what we deserve" Frieda affirmed "this is justice…"

"The atmosphere of guilt would even turn family members against each other."

With that, she watched how the small Zeke Yeager pointed his accusatory finger at his parents. It was truly heart-breaking to watch the secret police storm the Yeager household, capturing Grisha and Dina.

"We were trying to make our son into a weapon, to free the people of Eldia" the man explained "instead, he was the one to take away what little freedom we had before…"

The wind was strong, and the smell of salt was present everywhere around. Was this the ocean? Frieda looked at the restorationists, all lined up, waiting to be transformed into mindless, man-eating monsters.

"Do you plan on showing me all this and hoping that I will change my mind?" The young queen asked, although this time her voice lacked conviction.

"You're free to go!" The same sergeant from the past, now was pushing Grice down the wall.

"Grice!"

The cruel Marleyan was laughing as he watched the restorationist fall to the sand.

"Run straight north!" He yelled when the poor Eldian stood up "you'll make it to the wall if you're lucky!"

'Live bait' the dark-haired female thought.

"This is the legacy of Karl Fritz" Grisha spoke with sadness "people are still suffering… And no one will ever change this."

He looked Frieda in the eyes.

"Not even a god…"

"I have no trouble sleeping at night, cause I'm not really killing humans. If you restored Eldia you'd be butchering us Marleyans right now. Where's your remorse, you murderous devil?"

"You're wrong" the queen expressed with closed eyes "I have the power to change everything…"

"Is that so?" Grisha asked her with a raised eyebrow "a true pacifist shouldn't be selective about who receives the suffering."

The man stood right in front of her.

"Either we die for the world, or the world dies for us."

"Anyone can become a god or a devil… All it takes is for someone to claim it for it to be true…"

"No" Frieda exclaimed, "I will…"

Suddenly, they were in front of the building, just above the Reiss chapel.

"…prove you wrong."

It looked exactly like what she had seen before. The same howling of the wind, the same tall grass all around them, the same small cracks on the bricks.

"I'm sorry, Eren" Grisha exclaimed as he held out the key to his basement "but I won't be able to fulfil that promise…"

As the key fell to the ground, the man turned around to look at her.

"Instead, you will be the one…"

So, it was all true. She was the person who was present in all those memories that have been flashing in her mind.

"Am I using the power of the attack titan?" Frieda asked the man standing in front of her.

Grisha simply smiled at her.

"This is the path that I saw once" he spoke mysteriously "a path in which the suffering of our people could cease, and the world could prevail at the same time…"

Was this real? It had to be. If so, could she really do it? Could she really save her people and the world?

"What happens now?" She asked with eyes wide open.

"You tell me" the man retorted "you will succeed me in this path. You will get your freedom…"

Frieda really didn't like where this was going.

"…Now, you will have to tell me what to do… Otherwise, I will choose a different future…"

Was such a thing even possible? Could she still change things?

'I can save my family' she thought.

Then, she remembered what she had come here for. She wanted freedom and freedom always had its price.

The dark-haired queen shut her eyes in sorrow.

'I can't' she thought 'I'll tell him to change the past… I'll tell him to let my family live…'

"I-I…"

For some reason, she was stuttering with her answer. No comprehensible sentence could leave her mouth.

"I don't have all night" Grisha spoke with dismay.

'I'll tell him… I'll make him choose a different path… I can't sacrifice them for freedom…'

"Do it!" She finally cried out.

Suddenly, her eyes went wide with shock. Did she really just say this?

"Huh?" The man exclaimed with surprise "you'd really rather have me kill your family…?"

"Yes…" Frieda responded with tears in her eyes "…if you do this, I'll be desperate to kill you and take over the power of the attack titan…"

She felt sick. Was this all her doing? Was she just trying to take back her destiny the whole time?

Once again, the young queen was standing within the Reiss chapel. Next to her, Grisha was trying to put up a good front.

"No" she heard herself speak "because no matter how we may repent, we Eldians will never return the lives we took… What we can do, is never take another life… So long as we remain ignorant and accept the world's rage, we will be the only ones who have to die…"

Grisha looked nervously towards her. He seemed hesitant about all this.

Frieda turned to face her past self. Every time that the king's vow was controlling her, she was thinking like it was her own will. Now, she could see it for what it really was.

'I will break these chains…'

"I told you to do it" the queen spoke to the man with authority "I have no remorse, and neither should you…"

Those words barely left her mouth. Frieda couldn't believe that she had brought herself to say it. But more than anything, she desired freedom.

"What are you waiting for?" She asked the distressed doctor "just do it!"

Upon that, Grisha gritted his teeth and steeled himself for what was to come.

With pain, Frieda watched how he murdered her family again. After a few moments, she couldn't bear with all this anymore. The queen closed her eyes with sorrow.

Suddenly, she was standing elsewhere. Grisha was nowhere near her. The female decided to look around.

There was something familiar about this place. An endless desert filled to the brim with white sand. On the sky, stars were shining. They were all lined up in similar patterns. All meeting in one place.

"The coordinate…"