As is now stated in the summery, this is NOT an S.I., but a "letter" from some HISTORICAL person (an H.I. if you will) - I won't reveal exactly who it is as that would spoil the surprise at the end of this, besides, if you remember your history classes you should have already made a guess as to who it is.

Now for the second page of the letter:

(Translated from German)

"How?" I feverishly begged of Lilith, I fell to my knees and grabbed the front of her dress in my flagrant hysteria, "How do I stop this Second Impact on my world?"

"You cannot," she candidly pronounced, then she glowered, "Remove your hands."

I removed them, fearing that Lilith might call her replicas and end my life right then. She didn't shift position or posture or speak for several moments afterward. Unable to bear the silence that had been cast between us; I lowered my gaze, the incredible city had once more materialized underneath us- with its thousands of technical marvels and baubles.

Idiot, I thought to myself, I should have thought of this earlier! "Lilith?" I asked.

"What is it?" she replied crossly, like a mother tired of her child's immature petulance.

"When…" I began, I was going to finish …did this happen? However, I knew that I would get some enigmatic retort, so I rephrased my inquiry to become, "What year did the Second Impact happen?"

She nearly imperceptibly smirked at the query, as if it amused her in some way- perhaps it did. "In this world, the year 2000."

I started, I knew that the cataclysm had to have been more pressing than ninety years for me to have been drawn here, "When will it happen in my world?"

Lilith's smile broadened and she didn't answer my question, "Come and see what I have to show you." PB

The world went dark, and I feared that Lilith had taken me to a time where God had not yet created the earth.

"This room was where mankind began again after Second Impact… and was later destroyed by their own kind in the Third," Lilith declared with a hint of beaming in her voice.

The room lit up so fiercely and so abruptly that I was blinded and had to shield my eyes with my hands. I heard the excited murmurs of people around me.

We were in the front row of a crowd of ethnically diverse people; some had large black boxes on their shoulders, others had long stick-like devices that ended in wooly tubes, still others (and I guessed that these were the more important people in the crowd) were dressed in formal attire and held small metal scepters that ended in wire-mesh balls to their lips. The entire crowd was watching a panel of diplomatic looking fellows sign a document on a brilliantly carved mahogany table.

"Look!" Lilith hissed into my ear, her hand slipped onto my shoulder and squeezed, her nails biting into my skin "Ignore the treaty signing! Over there! See the two men in the corner!"

I looked over to the corner, the crowd seemed to acknowledge my gaze and step aside to reveal what I was meant to see. Two men, one a proud Muscovite, the other man could have been anything- he was plain in manner and in structure and they were secretly whispering to one another.

"The one on the right is the important one, his name is Keel Lorenz," Lilith revealed to me.

"He's German?"

"Yes," she replied to my inquest, "he's a German Jew."

I ahhed at this, the beginnings of The Plan forming in my mind. "What of the Russian?" I asked.

"Keel is recruiting him in a new organization that will be called SEELE. They will mastermind the Third Impact as it is prophesied by a portion of an ancient literature called Dead Sea Scrolls. They will succeed in this world just as Keel has already succeeded in masterminding the Second."

"He orchestrated that calamity?!" I implored, shocked, "What kind of deviousness executes atrocities like that?"

"The kind of deviousness that thinks that it is bringing mankind closer to God," Lilith regretfully stated.

"Blasphemer. The worst kind," I connected in my mind.

"Yes," agreed Lilith, "Now let us observe the child…"PB

Sunlight blasted into my eyes, and the buzzing drones of cicadas filled my ears. My vision adjusted to the sudden influx of light and I saw that I was actually in the city of the future. "Tokyo-3?" I asked in conformation. Lilith nodded.

We were standing in the middle of a deserted, paved roadway amongst the towers. Standing around a dozen meters away from us was a boy with his back turned. He held what I presumed to be a telephone receiver up to his ear and mouth. Signs written in either Chinese or Japanese were clustered around him. Considering the name of the city however, I think that they were Japanese.

He put the hand-device back into its cradle and muttered something to himself. Then he turned around and his eyes widened slightly in surprise; I think he saw us, or at least, Lilith.

A rumble like thunder pealed out from across the landscape, startling a flock of birds nestled on telegraph wires. The boy glanced at the flying flock and then back at us. His eyes widened in surprise again, but the motions of his eyeballs told me that he could not see us anymore.

"Lilith," I asked, "are we really here, and are we invisible?"

"Yes, we are here, while you are also in your own world." she answered, "Invisibility, on the other hand, is an impossibility. But becoming dim is quite possible. I was sloppy though and was seen by him since I am fully in this world. People can only just sense you however. Now, look behind you, for your father's sake!"

I turned and saw a colossal being of green step out from behind a hill, it was preceded by several aeroplanes.

"That is the reason why SEELE needs to exist," Lilith said to me, "to combat the beings known as Angels. SEELE needs to destroy them or else THEY will cause the Third Impact."

Confused, I asked, "Why should SEELE care if this angel causes Third Impact? Aren't they trying to cause it?"

"Yes," Lilith agreed, "but SEELE wants to do it on their own terms."

The area became dark again, and then lit up once more with a pure pale blue light that came out of white, humming, glass tubes. A purple, man-like construct that was as large as the being of green and the crucified figures lay dormant and locked away, submerged in a pink liquid.

"Evangelion Unit One… Mankind's savior and ultimate traitor. Piloted by the boy you just saw, he is Shinji Ikari. He is the bravest Lilum that you will ever meet." She spoke as if she were God commenting about his faithful servant Job to Satan. "He might not look like it now," Lilith said, "but he will replace God for a day, but even then he shall be little more than a puppet."

I could say nothing, my mouth just gaped open like an idiot's.

"On that day," Lilith continued, "all is destroyed… by him."

"So am I to stop him?" I asked, not knowing what was wanted of me.

Lilith quickly and gracefully swung around and her arm perfectly arced her open palm onto my cheeck. "NO!" She roared, "He is innocent and not to be harmed!"

I rubbed my face where she had slapped me, "I didn't mean to kill or harm him; I just meant to kidnap him until he can no longer harm anyone. And what did you mean by innocent? By your own words he is supposed to slaughter everyone on the planet!"

"The world rejected him," Lilith replied coldly, "so he will reject the world."

"Does that make him any less guilty?" I countered.

"It does when he is just as much a puppet as the researchers in the Second Impact," she volleyed back at me. The ball was in my court and I didn't have a response. (Game. Set. Match.)

"But a man-made Third Impact, what you are to prevent, can only happen at this moment!"

The vicinity faded away into a miry darkness once more at the sound of her voice. Then, just as suddenly, I could see the Evangelion Unit One in a large room and covered and trapped with a sort of reddish crystalline substance. The boy sat, dejected and morose, on a metal platform at the shoulder height of the humanoid war machine. The boy Shinji said something in his bird-like tongue. The purple beast shivered and broke out of its crystal prison, its hand reaching out to the child. The arm bridged the gap between the pilot and his machine.

He climbed over and got inside a long control plug.

"That was when the Third Impact became a certainty," said Lilith, "When he got in the Eva when those… things were out there."

Befuddled, I asked, "The Angels?"

Lilith shook her head, "No. The Angels were horrible but these things are worse… They are abominations, perversions, monsters…"

Those dreadful chimes and scents of onions and burnt metal started to blossom around me.

"Charry kammen!" cursed Lilith, "Alas! Sir! Remember this!" She started to yell as her voice began to fade away under the strengthening chimes. "Only after the angels is the time right for the third destruction!"

And like that, she was gone- that world was gone. I was back in my apartment. The orange goo was still flooding the area and I heard several fists pounding at my door. Then the sound of some sort of battering ram started to splinter that door. I was angry about that since I had just repainted it several weeks ago.

But I did the only thing I could think to do. I fell into the goo with something hard underneath my head- to act like I had been knocked unconscious. I acted like I couldn't respond to anything for several hours, and then said that I couldn't remember anything to the authorities that contacted me. They all said that that was fine, that they already had most of the story of the "freak accident"… as they were calling it.

Their story was simple: at about nine o'clock that morning a liquid ball of unknown composition that had been floating around the upper atmosphere for God knew how long had suddenly dropped down through my roof (as I live on the top floor) and hit me in the head, knocking me unconscious instantly. It then spread across the room and started leaking into the rooms around mine.

I could have pointed out the flaws in this, but the story made them happy- so it made me happy as well.

I returned home later that afternoon, there was a hole in the ceiling.

Intrigued I examined the hole and my search yielded an envelope with a sentence and two symbols. The letter read: After the angels is when you interfere. The symbols were just as strange as well; one was of an inverted triangle face with seven eyes- three on the left, four on the right, the second was one red eye made out of a single line that came swooping down, looped, and went back up again only to be caught in a spiral.

I don't care what Lilith thinks, I'm going to do my best to try and keep the Second Impact from even happening. While I was "unconscious" The Plan became full formed in my mind: I had to kill all the Jews… because Keel is or was or will be a Jew as well. I cannot tackle this errand alone, so I have to take all the power in a well-developed nation. I will have to turn that entire nation against the race (which should not be too difficult- most people here hate them already). And then I will stop that Shinji.

May God bless your soul:

Adolf Hitler