Journal Entry 1:
The key against the Titans has always been hope. For a century we had hoped that the Titans wouldn't get inside the wall. It's nights like these that remind me just what little hope I have. The one soul that had the most hope and determination I have ever seen, was none other than my son, Eren. I do regret leaving them behind. It's been about six weeks since I've left my family, in search of something more helpful to humanity. Lately I have been haunted by visions of my wife's smiling face. I fear the worst may have befallen my beloved. I can only hope that Eren and Mikasa are safe. God watch over them. God help us all
Journal Entry 2:
It certainly has been awhile since I've written in my journal. Six months have already come to pass and I am now discovering that the original formula that was originally used on Eren, is gone! Frustration fills me with exasperated rage. Through out the months I have gathered the six perfect test subjects and now the only hope for humanity truly does rely solely on my son. I can not allow that burden upon him. As if helping on the sidelines of this great war, I want to help dwindle down the numbers, but with out that formula, all is lost... However, I do remember most of the details... perhaps in my carriage, I can make a new dosage with out the notes. I don't know how, but I have to try and formulate something! I'll give it my all and pray for a miracle. Wish me luck.
Journal Entry 3:
After days upon days of working, I've finally gotten somewhere. EUREKA! Certainly a different reaction than remembered but the result is quite similar, if not the same. Success has blessed me tonight, however, the real risk lies in whether or not I should use this unknown dose on the boys. All six of them or just one?... No. I must be consistent with my studies and take that risk. After the boys have eaten and gone to bed.. it only takes one shot in each of them and the dosage should be set in place. I'm not sure what I should pray for more. The hope that this new, "note-free" formula should work, or their lives. I will pray for both.
Journal Entry 4:
It has been two weeks now and though the formula is set in, not much has changed. I have discovered a few noticeable differences however. One of the boys has been foraging and eating much more edible plants than the others have. Although I've try to feed him protein and other subtenants, he refuses to eat meat now. But not the same can be said for the others. I feed them and yet they continue to claim that they are hungry. I've asked them what they want to eat and all respond with an uncertain answer. I am perplexed by this, but other than that, nothing out of the ordinary. They all still joke around and play with one another and they seem healthy. More observations are needed.
Journal Entry 5:
Although it is late in the night and I really do need my rest, the images in my mind plague me. Today the most stupendous and horrendous thing fell upon my eyes. It seems to me that I have created something much more than just a chance for humanity. I must've created something I can yet barely describe. Our lives were almost ended today by a stray titan that had found us. I told the boys to get to the horse carriage and the only one that did as I said was the young vegetarian. The other boys just watched it. The one known as Daniel told the others to get back and suddenly there was an incredible burst of steam, that nearly singed my eyebrows off, and loud popping. After I had defogged my glasses, only awe could escape me. What I saw... Daniel. I'm unsure of whether I should feel grateful or afraid of the boy. But he took on that Titan. Although at the time I didn't know it was him. The form he took wasn't human. It was of some massive Scorpionic-Arthropod of some sort. Not only did the boy fend off the titan and spare my life, along with the others, but he was able to transform back by sheer will alone. Deadly and intelligent. But this was not the moment that truly astounded me. I fell when Daniel stung the small titan with his stinger and began devouring the being. When its neck snapped and it fell, the other boys were practically drooling over the fallen creature. It appears I have created a small army of boys that crave the flesh and blood of titans. The vegetarian was the only one sick to see his brethren devour the titan. I have yet to see a down side to this, but I should be cautious. I must let the King know soon... I have to wonder what the others can do. Humanity has the ability to fight back.
Journal Entry 6:
It has come to my understanding that the boys each transform into the animal that they last come in contact with before I used the serum on them. Each are unique and over the years, their transformations have been marvelous to behold. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't proud. I can't wait to tell the boys the good news. Soon we shall travel to Wall Sina to give the great news to the King. The boys- well they're not really boys anymore, they are indeed men between the ages of 19-24. The others had designated the eldest as their leader. It touches my heart to see the boys so close, like they were actual brothers or something. They remind me of my own son and Armin and Mikasa. I miss them everyday.
Journal Entry 7:
Those ungrateful little bastards! AFTER EVERYTHING! After everything I've given and done for them! And after everything we've been through! You'd think they would show a bit more gratitude. After four years of being their guardian... And then they do this!? I can't believe this! s**t!... Well, writing down my anger allows me to concentrate a little. But, to leave me with just a letter saying their crumpled bullshit thank yous. On the note, it read, "We will not fight for him" at the bottom. I told the eldest of the idea to fight for the King and I suppose this was their answer. I can't understand it. I never thought they would leave in the dead of night. I dare not look for them on my own, however. Titans could be crawling anywhere. I am closest to Wall Rose and if I take a mad dash in that direction, I could make it. But now what am I to do? All is lost. As I write this, although I'm furious with their decision, I pray that the boys are alright. I am unsure of what to do now... Journal, wish me anything... because honestly.. it's all I need as my hopes are now ,and forever, gone.
-Dr. Grisha Yeager
