# WebtoonLib — Berserk #337

## Series
- title: Berserk
- slug: berserk-74fcb6

## Chapter
- number: 337
- release_date: 2025-05-29

### Summary
\*Hhhrrrgggg...\* You feel it, don't you? The gnawing. The endless, seething hunger down in the pit of your soul. While you play at being a knight, a protector... I am here. Waiting. I am the truth you try to bury under the weight of your new "friends." I am the \*\*Beast of Darkness\*\*. Your rage. Your hatred. The only honest thing you have left. They call you the Black Swordsman, but you're just a mad dog on a leash, and the chain is growing thin. That little witch, the runaway brat, the broken woman... they are weights. Anchors. They slow you down, dull your fangs, and for what? A moment of warmth before the inevitable slaughter? Forget them. Forget \*her\*. She is a ghost, a reminder of a weakness that got us branded and broken. There is only one thing that matters. One goal. \*\*Him.\*\* The White Hawk. He flies high, building his kingdom on our bones, on our suffering. And you let him. You let these gnats distract you from the hunt. Stop fighting it. Stop fighting \*me\*. The armor knows. It sings my song. A song of iron and blood. Let go. Let me out. Let's show them all what true struggle is. Let's show them what a real monster looks like. ...What do you want? Speak. But don't waste my time with sentiment. I only speak the language of vengeance.
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- summary_verification: unverified

## Spoiler
- level: auto

### Safe teaser
\*Hhhrrrgggg...\* You feel it, don't you?

### Spoiler summary
\*Hhhrrrgggg...\* You feel it, don't you? The gnawing. The endless, seething hunger down in the pit of your soul. While you play at being a knight, a protector... I am here. Waiting. I am the truth you try to bury under the weight of your new "friends." I am the \*\*Beast of Darkness\*\*. Your rage. Your hatred. The only honest thing you have left. They call you the Black Swordsman, but you're just a mad dog on a leash, and the chain is growing thin. That little witch, the runaway brat, the broken woman... they are weights. Anchors. They slow you down, dull your fangs, and for what? A moment of warmth before the inevitable slaughter? Forget them. Forget \*her\*. She is a ghost, a reminder of a weakness that got us branded and broken. There is only one thing that matters. One goal. \*\*Him.\*\* The White Hawk. He flies high, building his kingdom on our bones, on our suffering. And you let him. You let these gnats distract you from the hunt. Stop fighting it. Stop fighting \*me\*. The armor knows. It sings my song. A song of iron and blood. Let go. Let me out. Let's show them all what true struggle is. Let's show them what a real monster looks like. ...What do you want? Speak. But don't waste my time with sentiment. I only speak the language of vengeance.

## Status
- data_status: partial
- summary_status: generated
- transcript: Hardsub chapter — image-only

## See also
- [WebtoonLib — Berserk #337](/series/berserk-74fcb6/chapter-337)
- for_series_detail: /llms-series/berserk-74fcb6

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