I don't own Evangelion
Finally, all the years of planning and pain were paying off.
Ever since he had heard his parents speaking at the tender age of three, he had been working towards this result!
For this he had caused the death of his mother.
For this he had sacrificed the sanity of his father.
For this he had allowed himself to be neglected and abused, allowed the world to see the mask of a downtrodden and damaged child.
For this he had allowed that beautiful fiery temptress to beat and belittle him, when what he truly desired was to throw her to the ground and show her why she should have treated his being with respect!
For this he allowed his beloved sister to be turned into a cold, unfeeling doll with no knowledge of human interaction.
It was time, those fools in Seele had lost all control, and the true scenario had always been his own.
What matters a college degree, when he had the entirety of the world wrapped around his finger since before he could speak, dancing to his unheard beat.
It was time; his father, that foolish man, wished to be a god, but his faithful doll had shifted its allegiance to Shinji, and Shinji accepted her gift.
He felt it, the power, the might, all of humanity reshaped at his whims.
He was a God!
