The glance.
The terror.
His eyes shine, and light up a whole town frozen in fear.
It runs.
We can't know how to call this creature.
There's something human on it. But what?
It cuts.
It tears apart another living being in pieces. We can cover our ears, but nothing in this world will erase the horror of this poor thing's pain and suffering, which echoes all around...
Poor thing?
It came to destroy us.
And he's protecting us.
Then why are we so terrified of it?
It kills.
Like a man.
Killing his siblings with bare hands.
We can see pieces of meat scattered all over this city. Mixed up with dirt and stones, from all the buildings they destroyed fighting.
They fought. It won. It killed. We are safe and sound.
But not from our memories.
Inside, a boy, screaming like a baby. For he is the one to blame for murder.
Murder of his kindred.
He is it.
The Beast.
It kills.
It kills.
It kills.
Erga omnes.
It kills.
It kills.
It kills.
Maybe he'll never be done fighting. And killing. Cruelty is just a way of life. And so, another day goes by. Another sibling falls. Another massacre happens. Meat and bones, all over.
The boy screams inside.
The eyes of the creature shines.
It kills.
It kills.
It kills.
It cracks open a skull, and holds a brain with his bare hands.
It eats.
The boy screams.
Why does he scream? He ordered the beast.
And it's alive... And kicking.
Now it holds a heart in its hands.
The eyes... Shine.
Fiest in his flesh.
In your sibling's flesh.
Prove Hobbes right.
Homo homini lupus.
EVANGELION. UNIT 01.