Disclaimer: I don't own Evangelion or any of its characters. So don't sue me. Me have no money. Me poor. Please have mercy.
Yo, people. How y'all doing? Fine, I hope. Well…this is my first fanfic ever. So…constructive reviews are always welcome. Flame me if you want, but trust me, it will have consequences(just kidding). Now, this is supposed to be an average-sized story. However, if people actually enjoy it, I will make it longer. wink: hint, hint. Now, without further delay, I fell myself obliged to initiate this story. Hope y'all like it.
Of Tears and Lies
Why did it have to end like this?
Third Impact.
The end of the World.
Extermination of an entire humankind. The ultimate result of a failed attempt to perfect our race.
How did it happen?
Instrumentality. The key and solution to human unhappiness. A bold attempt to unite all of humanity into a single collective mass of souls, in which there would be no individuality, no Other, no Self. There would be only Us. Thus a perfect world would be created, without any pain, no emotions to hurt us, no AT Field to separate us, nothing, nothing but existence. A perfect achievement indeed, for without a concept of "I" or "Them", there would be no collisions or differences, everything would fall down to an indifferent reality.
Then why does it sound so wrong?
Human emotion. Human Imperfection. All of our suffering is encompassed by our inability to understand each other. Thus we suffer. Thus we cry. But if there were no pain or agony, how would we differentiate between happiness and unhappiness, sadness from joy, hatred from love? The world would blank and empty, nothing to fill it, no one to inhabit it. There would be nothing to feel.
It is true that humans would be perfect. But at what cost? We would sacrifice the one thing that makes all of us humans: our imperfection. For imperfection holds its own beauty, the tragedy of fall and the joy of ascension, the corruption of sin and the hope of redemption…and is this road through which we strive that makes us all of us the more beautiful: the capacity to go on despite the adversities, to overcome each and every barrier that crosses our way. And fight for our own value.
I see.
Why do I live? Perhaps I live to know the reason why I live…
Author's Notes: Well, this is just an introduction to get you into the mood. Don't hate me. Love me. Read. Review. Make someone happier, if only for a moment.
