๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ต. ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฐ๐ญ๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ.
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Peaceful but depressing, that's what many would reasonably describe this lush but cluttered environment. No sounds except birds chirping, wind moving the branches of trees young and old. It was nothing but silent in an empty city, devoid of any life whatsoever. The earth did suffer from with a intense earthquake. No streams of lava to be seen, no deluge, or flood. Nothing whatsoever. In the distance, there laid a incredibly large castle; Almost as if it were a tower to pierce thorough heaven's invisible gatesโ Almost hidden by the moving grey clouds. Almost acting like a protective barrier, guarding this peculiar structure from any outside influence whatsoever. A nearly perfect scene, but one which couldn't last forever. All things, in this harsh reality must inevitably conclude. One way or another, simply couldn't be evaded.
An example occurring right now, with one boy named Shinji Ikari. Someone who looked completely inconspicuous by his average brown hair and dark cerulean school clothes. Looking off, bright blue eyes gazed upon what had been laid out beyond Tokyoโ3. Lips curved deeply, a neutral frown being present. Although his mind raced, thinking about that mysterious place standing out in such a metropolis lacking people.
("What, is that? A castle? Something, straight from some kinda fairy tale.")
Came such thoughts, Shinji's gaze now being focused on what had been in his grasp. A phone, not very recent. In fact, pretty old many would agree on. He had personally requested this particular model, for it'd been the cheapest one. Not wanting to bring forth a hassle on his sensei, who wasn't particularly bothered by it actually. Thumb hurriedly calling pressing number buttons at a quick pace, he'd place the cellular device near his right ear. Before being relayed yet another pre-recorded message yet again, nothing worth importance. Groaning irritatedly, before thinking out loud. Thoughts being expressed vividlyโฆ
"Come on, out of order again? Why did I even come here anyway. Even put on this uniformโ" Saying annoyed, having fingers pull on his very tight collar. The young man usually preferred wearing white, but given their distant (neglectful) father's suddenly brought request. Coming here by himself and wearing these clothes (most likely for a new school he's transferring to) had brought some foolish expectations. Believing maybe, Shinji's only living relative might've wanted him here for (reconnection, a apology, anything) some important reason. Still, not being oblivious to how much he stood out here. Our lanky framed young man huffed, head turning aroundโ Believing it's best they head for a nearby shelter. Especially given that warning he had heard earlier ago.
"Should head there soon, sorry but it looks like we're not meeting here." Briefly looking down on their screen, a picture of a woman clad in a yellowish tank-top and jean shorts leaning on a sleek crimson car being shown.
Apparently, according to the short texts (which were then deleted mere minutes afterword, thankfully he saved them by taking a screenshot) his dad sent. This lady, named Misato Katsuragi was going to be picking him up. From there, he would've been attending "Ohtori Academy".
Which, quite frankly he never heard of before. But, considering his isolated nature; Shinji didn't really know a lot of things. Looking upward, his hues shrank to mere dots as he almost dropped his phone in pure shock by what the adolescent saw on the road. A woman (his age perhaps? He, couldn't really tell. She was too far.) with dark brown skin and vibrant purple hair laying on the ground.
Her back, impaled by an uncountable amount of blades. Blood seemingly pouring through those wounds like a river. A large puddle of crimson appearing below her, seemingly getting bigger by the second. Mouth utterly agape, wanted to screamโ Cry out (ignore such pain).
But nothing could emit but shaky gasps, he couldn't look away but he wanted to run. Get away from such a horrifying sightโฆ A swarm of sirens doves, scared away by something unknown; Set into flight with the loud flapping of their wings. But, such sound didn't take his attention away.
("I mustn't run away, I mustn't run away, I mustn't run away!")
"H-HEYโ"
Then everything came tumbling down.
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Misato Katsuragi was, quite frankly having an awful day right now. Not only did she somehow get lost around NERV HQ (again for what's perhaps the fifth time according to Ritsuko). But additionally lose track of her boss's kid and considering how there's an Angel out there, with ostensibly nothing that could stop it. Yeah, safe to say things haven't gone smoothly as she had originally hoped.
"Why, outta all times did I lose sight of him? What am I gonna doโฆ?" Teeth gritting, tone laced with justified annoyance.
Still, the military did provide a easy tracking means of where the enemy was currently at. All thanks to the Air Force's path. She could see them fire missiles after missiles against the large titanic beast, but with seemingly no effect. No marks present in it's broad pure white form, it's long arms swinging through their opposition easily. Especially with those big two-fingered fists, wrecking havoc without much trouble.
Scowling intensely, glancing through her pitch-black glasses at the road. She'd find Shinji Ikari, naturally being terrified beyond belief. Only logical given the giant Kaiju walking amok, don't exactly see them around here (or ever). Drifting, the car she was driving came to a skidding halt. Opening the door, taking off her shades in a stylish manner. Attempting to look "cool", even while such a extreme event was occurring. Darkish indigo locks following her movements, a straight up supermodel she appeared.
"Sorry I'm late, Shinji-Kunโ Right?"
All he could respond with was a simple nod, before scurrying towards the vehicle madly and getting inside. As if his life had been on the line (well it technically is). And so, acting straight from a western action movie; She drove off towards the looming castle who's home lies in the monotone shaded heavens. Hopefully, the military could hold off that thing until they get there.
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Gendo Ikari was indisputably a hard worker; Was often one of his best qualities and yet sometimes, one of his worse ones. But he was the type of man filled with a zeal which couldn't be matched. Things were going exactly to his scenario. Gazing upon the massive holographic screen, generals and officers from below gritting their teeth and outwardly yelling about their target's invincibility. Having tried just about everything, nothing seemed to stop Zefon. He displayed neither fear nor disgust at the damaged sight of it after the military had been forced to use an N2 Mine.
Gendo was, fortunate or notโ Completely lacking in any outward emotion. His subordinate, Dios however. Can see what's truly within Gendo's own heart with his own two eyes. He is anxious, praying for when that time finally comes. When a man, so sad and so alone is finally reunited with his princess. But, until thenโ The prince will continue to endure.
Endure.
Endure.
Endure.
Endure.
Endure.
Dios knows Gendo, because he is his (adoptive) father. Anthy knows too, hence why she surpresses such pain. Because, it's the only way a witch such as herself can prove use. When the world's at stake against monsters such as these. Of course she'd selflessly take up a massive burden. But, the old men wouldn't understand; Course not. And so, Dios (Akio, one in the same really. There's no difference between them, not anymore) waits. For the next duelist to arrive and become the pawn that'll help them fight against the world's shell. And break free, maybe (hopefully) regaining his true title as a prince.
"Ikari, will the new duelist be arriving soon?"
"Yes, I've requested Katsuragi to bring him here. To Ohtori Academy."
"Well then, I suppose the game's about to begin."