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IKARI, SHINJI (AGE OF PILOT AUTHORIZATION: 14)
NATIONALITY: PRIMARY/ JAPANESE, SECONDARY/ -N/A-
FATHER: INFORMATION ERASED
MOTHER: DATA CORRUPTION
DATE OF BIRTH: 6th of June, 2001
DATE OF DEATH: (Alert! Data cannot be retrieved)
CHILDREN: (Information has been deleted; to replace the information sign in as Administrator and change the value at Control Settings).
CURRENT LOCATION: Japan (UPDATE!) Last Login Failure; user information may be incorrect.
SPOUSE: Information has been deleted for privacy concerns.
AGE OF NERV TERMINATION: 23 years
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SORYU LANGLEY, ASUKA/
NATIONALITY: PRIMARY/ JAPANESE, SECONDARY/ GERMAN
FATHER: INFORMATION ERASED
MOTHER: INFORMATION ERASED
DATE OF BIRTH: 4th of December, 2001
DATE OF DEATH: X of January, 21XX (Information is fragmented)
CHILDREN: Last Login Failure; Information could not be retrieved.
CURRENT LOCATION: Tracking device stopped functioning in 2040.
SPOUSE: Information has been deleted for privacy concerns.
AGE OF NERV TERMINATION: 23 years
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Last Login Date: January 2nd, 2090/
Last Known Operation Function: Data Install by Anonymous User/
Current Date: June 3rd, 4025/
Battery Life Remaining: Five Years Until Permanent Shut-Down/
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/15: ... (Scroll Up)
/16: Document Unknown
/17: The Fun Begins
/18: Silly? Sotry Dsiocnitneud
/19: The Real You (You currently have this item selected) Y/N?
/20: Angel
/21: ... (Scroll Down)
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/Initiating selected file "The Real You"...
/Opening...
/Data Intercepted!
/Relaying Installed Information...
/...
/If anyone has seen the previous files then you know what happens.
/I hate to break it to you but you were fooled. The first eighteen files are fake...
/No, that's not entirely true. Some of the files are fake, not all.
/The files become fraud sometime before the seventeenth file. They have been placed in here by either Rose or Seele
/They did the same thing to us. They didn't just fool you. They fooled us too.
/Their plans, their goals. Everything. We thought all three organizations wanted their own version of Third Impact regardless of humankind had a say or not.
/But no. That wasn't their complete goal.
/After our last meeting with Lilith's grandmother is when they really captured us.
/Wait. You read that we got away didn't you?
/I was afraid of that. The system is saying you read that file. Forget it. That's not what happened.
/Haven't you wondered why some parts of the story made little sense? You thought this was human error?
/No. It was a glitch. It was a computer glitch.
/The files Seele and Rose have implanted into the MAGI. The computer from which you have been reading this story from has been tampered with.
/You've been hearing static haven't you? Glitches. I guess the files Rose or Seele had placed into the MAGI were their last ditch effort to confuse you.
/I managed to override the MAGI and hide the rest of the files.
/Seele is the true enemy, Rose is the true enemy.
/Nerv is not the enemy. Never was.
/You'll understand.
/MESSAGE COMPLETE/
/.:Automatically Opening File:.
/File opened...
(Static)
Asuka...
(Static)
Wake up...
(Static)
Morning. Morning was outside Asuka's window and the sudden glimmer of dawn induces her lashes to flicker open.
She stares.
The light of the morning danced across her bedroom walls. Sitting up the sheets of her cot fall from her chest and the red haired girl stares at the calm demeanor of her room. She was home? She stood and from the next room she could smell the aroma of breakfast drifting in.
Sliding the door open she tilted her head down the hallway and towards the kitchen. The sound of dishing banging and the hiss of something frying swamped her senses. She drifted down the hall and slowly stole a peek within the kitchen.
Shinji stood, apron equipped and cooking up a storm. She could distinctly remember something important happened to them but the details were blurry. There was something she should be remembering but it wasn't coming?
"Happy Birthday, Asuka."
She looked up.
Shinji stood with a small cake in his hands, a small candle burning at its center. She looked at him, a faint of red surfacing to her cheeks.
"It's... it's my birthday?" she whispered.
He nodded and placed the small edible concoction on the table and said, "took me all morning to make it."
"You didn't have to."
"Yeah, well, I wanted to." he said smiling.
She sat and eyed the small cake. It was cute and perfectly made with her name spelled out across it.
But something was off and it was like somehow none of this was really happening. Almost surreal.
"So, I'm fifteen years old?" she whispered. She smiled and blew out the candle.
Nearly ten months pass.
Asuka opens the door to the apartment and drops her things carelessly on the floor. School was boring, she thought. Her eyes caught sight of the cable clock.
3 pm
She nodded and headed into her room but what she saw forced her legs to cease their movement. Her window. It was dark. Was it nighttime?
She quickly opened the apartment door and looked up. The sun was still there. She darted back into her room and the window revealed a much different scenario. Actually, it wasn't just the window. The entire room was bathed in moonlight. How could it be day outside but nighttime in her room?
She walked in. As she did her footsteps echoed off the floor making a clanging noise as if she were walking on some kind of metal catwalk. As she continued in, the air became cold and a second later her breath became visible.
It was freezing.
She peered down and there wrapped up between the messily laid sheets sat a glowing phial.
(Static)
Blood of the Angel...
(Static)
... Project BOA...
(Static)
She lifted the phial between her fingers and examined it.
"It looks like amniotic fluid." she whispers, her breath lifting into the air. She held it within her hand but her mind began to wonder. Thoughts began to creep into her brain and her memories began to surface from the muck.
She blinked.
The phial had became a syringe.
She took it and impaled herself with it.
The glowing substance slowly trickled into the base of her neck.
She inhaled softly lifting her arms slightly.
And then suddenly... she screamed...
The walls, the floor, it all began to disintegrate. Everything in the room rusted away as a furious wind blew it in all directions. Her clothes melted away from her body and were replaced by a long white dingy gown. The walls reformed into grimy metal slabs and the floor reformed into a harsh blue metal color.
Then the air in her lungs escaped her and she fought to regain air. It was like she was suffocating.
I.V. tubes were fastened to her arms and they were causing her pain as she pried them from her appendages. Spots of blood sprouted from her skin. She forced herself to stand but she couldn't. The strength that she thought she had in them were no longer there. It was like she had lost the ability to use them. Her body felt like it was bed ridden for months!
She turned and behind her was a dingy bed. The sheets spread from the mattress to the floor hinting that she must have fallen. Where was she? This place was no hospital. What happened? Where was she?
WHERE WAS SHE?!
"You're finally awake." said a hoarse voice. The German girl looked up through a slit in the wall. It took her nearly a minute to recognize Misato's voice.
She thought of something to say back but her lips and jaw felt so sore and it actually hurt once she managed to establish sound.
"M-Misato... where.. are we?" she asked, her throat burning.
The lights of the prison flickered.
"I'm in a cell beside yours. I didn't think you would ever wake up." she said. Asuka tried to stand but her body trembled unmercifully. Her body hadn't moved in ten months.
"W-what happened..?" Asuka stuttered.
"You were captured, both of you... and me." she stated.
"W-when?"
"The confrontation at Lilith's grandmother's refuge. After they killed her they got to you easy. They knocked you both out and placed you under a highly potent sedative. They gave you so much of it that your blood was nearly saturated with it. You went into a dream world, one that I thought you would never come out of." she said, her voice forlorn.
"Where's Shinji?"
"He should be in the cell opposite you."
"How do w-we g-et out of here?"
"There is no getting out."
"What?"
"There is no getting out. We are under stories of heavy cement under Nerv. No one has came in days. They left us to die here. We've been in this hell hole for nearly a year. No one to talk to. I haven't seen the sun in so long..."
Somehow, Asuka didn't feel as badly as Misato did. She actually felt calm. Why? She had no clue but it all came to her when her eyes grazed over the vast metal wall.
Something small was etched in the corner.
She crawled to it but the dim light of the cell couldn't reflect enough light to shed its meaning. It seemed like it the word was cut into the wall. She pressed her fingers against the grooves and began to trace them.
"S... Y...N-N...C?"
Sync...
A memory revealed itself.
She frantically crawled to the opposite cell wall. She pressed both her palms against it.
"I can feel you..."
She tried to remember. She desperately tried to remember what exactly happened when she mentally synced with the boy.
She clenched her eyelids together.
Listen...
Can you hear him breathe?
Can you hear his heartbeat?
Ask him for his eyes...
Ask to use his eyes...
"Shinji..."
Da dum.
Da dum.
"I can hear you..."
Da dum.
Da dum.
Her eyes flashed open.
"I can see you..."
Her pupils dilated.
The room went under a veil of high contrast lines signaling that her eyesight had enhanced. She turned her head and her jaw dropped.
The wall that had the small etching was now filled from top to bottom with letters... words... phrases! Did she write all that? It was like looking a mural of words. She looked upward and the first words she could see was...
"They can't keep me in here."
/File Ended...
/Goodbye
/User Has Signed Off