Disclaimer: Evangelion and its characters is/are the product of Gainax, and
is in no way mine.

A/N: The characters will most likly be OOC, if this offends anyone you have
my apologies, but a story is a story

Prologue

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Whenever someone dies, a ripple is felt throughout all the elemental planes, and a great, compassionate spirit reaches into this world. It is
many ... and it is one. It is everywhere ... and it is here. It has a thousand souls to guide ... and just this one, lost and bewildered in an
unknown darkness.

People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to
the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a
terrible sadness is carried with it; and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back--to put the
wrong things right.

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Tokyo 3: August 28, 2019

Something was amiss this night as the winds roared and the rain
attack the war torned city without mercy, causing many people to run to there homes as they cursed their misfortunes on the weather. If any were
observant to the sky they would of seen a lone stark black crow sail
overhead through the wind towards the outerlands of the city limits,
towards the now forgotten cemetery.

Lighting crackle with such intensity that it could cause the dead to wake, but the dead would not wake this fateful night, all but one. The lone crow had reached its destination, cawing with delight the mysterious bird slowly glided through the rows of rotten and weather beaten tombstones only to land on a single relatively new headstone. The sky continuedly poured
its burden upon the earth and the thunder boomed once more as the dirt beneath the headstone began to tremble and depart, with an unearthly groan
the earth was broken and out came a pale male hand, and then the other
hand, clawing away at the wet ground all the while being watched by the crow. The man quickly but sluggishly scrambled out of the ground and landed face first upon the floor, dirty and wet he reached up to steady himself
upon the headstone, he opened his blue eyes in paranoia and confusion. Fearfully looking around he slipped and fell face first once more, glancing
up he peered upon what he never imagined:

Shinji Ikari
June 6th 2000 - August 28th 2018

A Friend and a Savior


Realization of his existence or lack thereof took its toll on his fragile mind and state, with the rage and sadness only a Eva pilot could
experience he screamed with all the fury he could muster and promptly smashed his own headstone with his fist, fully aware that his action was not remotely possible for him. In shock he ran fearfully away towards Tokyo 3 with the crow not so far behind his trail cawing with satisfation.

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A/N: As you can tell, this is my first time around writing any sort of fanfic, so criticism is welcome, just errr take it easy kay? btw, i had to center the fic, the format i started in didnt quite work...R/R see you
all soon...