First Transformation — Eren

His eyes were not green. They were luminous, feral, burning with a primal rage that had no name. His mouth was locked open in a perpetual, silent roar. And from his shoulders and limbs, steam poured as his body began to rebuild itself—muscle knitting over bone, skin sealing over muscle.

A strange tremor ran through the ruined street. The massive 15-meter Titan that had swallowed Eren suddenly convulsed. Its eyes, usually vacant and hungry, went wide with something that looked like confusion—or terror. Black, boiling steam erupted from its joints. Its flesh began to slough off in wet, heavy chunks. eren first transformation

He had been swallowed whole. His leg, severed by a falling boulder, had left him helpless on a rooftop. With no other option, he had screamed at a 15-meter Titan to take him, buying his comrade Armin Arlert precious seconds to escape. The creature’s jaws closed around him. There was a sickening crack of bone, then darkness. His eyes were not green