“I bid thee all welcome to this time and place. O, ye’ lambs who hath created God! Welcome thee hither and partake in the Holy Festival! The Honorable Child, chosen by the Law of Causality, the Hawk. You are the Chosen One. This time and place has been chosen just for you. We are kindred. The blessed Kings for which they crave.” Void, Vol. 12 Ch. 6

A lot of Berserk truths squeezed into a very cryptic paragraph. Void started off by welcoming the humans to this realm, addressing them as beings who have created God – the Idea of Evil spawned from the darkness of humanity’s unconscious. He then turned his attention to Griffith, the chosen one through whom the infallible Law of Causality brought this time and place into being. He was one of them – a mighty Demon King ready to claim his throne. Of course none of this made any sense to the Hawks except for Griffith, who was slowly beginning to connect it to his demonic visions in the dungeon. He’s had a wide-eyed deer-caught-in-headlights look on his face ever since the eclipse. Was it fear, denial, doubt, guilt, or hope? Trembling, he started to ‘say’ something, but was cut off by Guts.

“Don’t you fucking play with me!!! You drag us out to a place we have no clue about and spit this kind of nonsense at us!!... Don’t say that stupid shit! I’ve seen his naked body!! He wasn’t even born with a tail!! Don’t mix him up together with you monsters!!” Guts, Vol. 12 Ch. 6

Guts would not be intimidated by an army of demons and their Olde Englishe (/Japanese) speaking overlords! He jumped right in to defend his best friend’s innocence, drawing some softer glances from Griffith. Would that mean that he was comforted by Guts’ words? That he was moved by his friend’s faith in him and didn’t intend to become a demon?

“Such a beautiful friendship. I’m sure you’d make a wonderful sacrifice. A precious sacrifice, in order to become a Demon King.” Slan, Vol. 12 Ch. 6

There is was, the true purpose of the festival, without all the sugarcoating: Sacrifice to become the fifth God Hand. After all, there were currently four God Hand members, and a hand had five fingers. Guts immediately assumed it was these monsters who wanted to change Griffith by killing the rest of them, but Slan assured him this was not the case. “This is his will. Griffith has offered you all as a sacrifice.” This was news to Griffith, and he was as shocked as anybody, but that didn’t matter. The God Hand spoke in past tense because fate was absolute, determined the moment Griffith first acquired the Behelit.

“Everything is within the flow of Causality. All has been decided. Your lives were woven to meet this point. So we shall hold the ‘Ceremony of the Coming Lord.’” Void, Vol. 12 Ch. 7

The ground shook and a huge pillar rose under Griffith and Guts. They tried to hold on, but Guts fell on the way up, and only Griffith was taken to the very top of what grew into the huge Hand altar of the God Hand. This was significant because Griffith was now alone in the grips of the God Hand, isolated from the only humanizing influence in his life. Meanwhile, Guts frantically scaled the side of the altar to rescue the person he saw as his poor, helpless friend. But Griffith was in no danger from the God Hand.