When I should have woken up, seen the hospital's unfamiliar ceiling, heard blurred voices discussing my health, I instead had another strange vision. All white, seeing myself stand, motionless, again.
"Wh-what do you want?" I asked.
"The truth. That terrified you, didn't it?"
"Well, no one wants to kill their own friends?"
"Don't play all macho, Shinji. You had another chance. Once again, you ruined it, and you're still scared."
Feeling anger well up in side of me, I paused a while, then yelled,
"Who are you, anyway!"
"Who do you think I am?" asked Kaworu's comforting yet simultaneously frightening voice.
"You're not Kaworu! You sound like him, but you can't be! He's not cruel to me like this, he was so kind, and besides, even though he's an angel, I doubt he could make me relive the past!" I cried.
"Honestly…"
"What?"
"I'm you, Shinji." Everything disappeared, and I opened my eyes. Misato's apartment, my room, my bed, and the usual complete silence. Then I heard Asuka, I saw her burst into my room, and she yelled at me to get up. I got ready and went to school. I looked around; neither Toji nor Kaworu were in the classroom. Things were back to normal, or at least what I had seen as normal for a year or so now.
All the sadness, all the anger, all the fear, all of it, was dead.
And sensei was talking, once again.
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