God's in his Heaven / All's right with the world
– "Pippa Passes," Robert Browning
Author's note: The following story represents the latest effort incorporating elements of "Evangelion: Singularity," a collaborative multimedia fan project conceptualised on a message board several years ago. The first chapter of the original fanfic appears here, in a newly-revised form.
The story begins after episode 16 of the original series and takes the place of the remaining episodes, thus chapter titles are stylised as Episode 17', Episode 18', et al. Assume all dialogue is in Japanese unless otherwise indicated.
Disclaimer: "Neon Genesis Evangelion," Evangelion, characters, logos, designs, and all likenesses thereof are property of GAINAX/Project Eva, © 1995-2022 and Studio Khara, © 2006-2022. All rights reserved.
Original characters/ideas and any extensions of and/or pertaining to them are (CC) Project Singularity, 2006-2022. Authorized use permitted with authors' consent. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited without attribution.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or similarity to actual events is purely coincidental.
In Heaven a spirit doth dwell / "Whose heart-strings are a lute"
– "Israfel," Edgar Allan Poe
As we stroll through the hanging gardens
the ropes seem to disguise the roses;
their jagged thorns are more defined
than the blossoming petals which
once attracted our focus to them
Blood gingerly curves along the leaves
tracing our silhouettes in the soil
The curtain insulating my soul from yours
is an electric supernova of absolute terror
Seared into my flesh and
inscribed into my bones
The incantation binding my soul and body
is an enclave of every word left unspoken
and my existence is tenuous
The Angel of the pit
that beckons me to its depths
is the Beast which I will become
Past, Present, and Future
Cicadas serenade us with the saga of
my bittersweet redemption in your eyes
Cherubim harmonise with haunting notes
Dreams pierced by their unrelenting gaze,
days torn by their inexorable outcries
I fold under the heat of the melody
and long for the meteoric state
wherein I am devoid of the things
which those around me worship
This is my folly; this is our Great Work
A star falls into the sea
poisoning the water,
and concurrently,
all life in it dies
Past, Present, and Future
フライ・ミー・トゥー・ザ・ムーン
Ｆｌｙ ｍｅ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｏｎ