I can to match the specific "vibe" you get from the wallpaper.

Eren didn't look at the light. He looked at his brother. "It’s a cage, Zeke. You’re just choosing a quieter way to die inside it."

The Paths were silent, a desert of infinite white sand stretching under a sky swirling with the Aurora of the Founder. Eren stood still, his eyes hardened like flint, staring at the translucent coordinate that connected every Eldian life.

"I was born into this world," Eren countered, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous rumble. "And because I was born, I have the right to be free. Not just to fade away."

"It’s beautiful, in a way," Zeke whispered, gesturing to the shimmering tree of light. "The end of a tragedy that has lasted two thousand years."

"I’m sorry, Zeke," Eren said, his image beginning to fracture into a thousand memories. "But I won't let the world decide our end. I’ll decide it."

Beside him, Zeke looked older than his years, his shoulders burdened by the weight of a "mercy" he believed was the only way out.

Should the focus be on their or the final battle ?