So I'm looking up names on the Internet, right? Well, I looked up "Rei." For those of you who don't know, it means "thanks" Another possible meaning is "grace." Thus, the inspiration for this story.
My Name is Rei
My name is Rei. I have no emotion, or at least I appear that way. But in the pit of my heart, in the most hidden place, I have feelings just like any other. Mine are perhaps the strongest of all, and that is why I hide them. No one must know how I feel. Before EVA unit 00, I had nothing. But, one might ask, isn't that better than the pain you endured? I ask this: is nothing better than something? Piloting my EVA helped me learn to feel. I am the only person selfish enough to be glad the Angels came. I embrace the destruction because with it comes life, for me, anyway. I thank God everyday for giving me this. It goes deeper than the power and strength I feel, though. I almost have friends because of this. Or at least people to share experiences with. People who would risk their lives for me, because they know I will risk my life for them, or at least to complete a mission. No one knows that I am glad for this. No one understands that I have feelings. But I do. Even though I am ignored, I feel like I belong now. I go through my life mechanically, but with a certain kind or grace, or at least I hope so. I'm so thankful that I didn't give up before I got the chance to live.
