godslayer

by Godzilla 3509

The ground trembled as Sachiel, the Third Angel, rampaged through the city, its unstoppable advance tearing through Tokyo-3's defenses. Explosions echoed through the urban landscape as the Evangelions—towering, biomechanical weapons of war—engaged the behemoth. But despite their efforts, Unit 01 was faltering. Shinji Ikari, the pilot, strained to maintain control

22. what is this empress

The Godslayer gently lowered Unit 01 to the ground, its movements surprisingly careful for something so massive and powerful. The once raging red glow of its eyes faded back to blue, but the tension inside the cockpit was still thick.

Quest sat in the pilot seat, chest heaving, drenched in sweat as he tried to catch his breath. His hands trembled slightly, still gripping the controls. He didn't have time to process what had just happened—what he had just done.

Then, his inner voice returned, cold and steady.

"Excellent work," it hissed, "The cleanse is almost complete. The Empress will be very proud."

The words sent a chill down his spine, though Quest didn't react outwardly. The voice faded as quickly as it had come, leaving him alone in the silence of the cockpit.

Quest's jaw tightened. He wasn't sure what this "Empress" wanted or how much control he even had left. All he knew was that his fight was far from over.