grudgibaby
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- Neon Genesis Evangelion (1)
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'Omnia Praedestinata Sunt'. All is predestined.
Sons of the Machine, go forth. Bleed. Protect what is left of the masses, fight for those who cannot fight, scream for those who cannot scream. Children of Steel, bring glory. Burn. Die for the land you were reared on, fly until your wings are expended, kill until your faultlessness is doubted.
When our reckoning comes, will you be pardoned?
When your veins run dry, will you sacrifice your marrow?
Will you become immemorial?
After the Second Impact, NERV EURO expands across Europe, deploying Evangelion Units to combat an increasing Angel presence. Pilots are selected and assigned to one of 20 coveted seats on 10 specialized strike units, where one will take the mantle of 'Asset'-- one that all pilots will look to for guidance.
The boundary between human and machine begins to dissolve-- and when humanity falls victim to threats beyond comprehension, who will be intact enough to protect them?
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ty to my lovely friends for getting me into f1 late last year (I've been a NGE nerd since like 2021). let's see how long this gets before I give up!!
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Post-Zeruel. Pre-Arael.
When Zeruel’s death cry fuses with every Angel already slain, SEELE’s hidden failsafe awakens: the Circuit Protocol. A months-long global pilgrimage along the living ley-lines of the Black Moon’s shattered impact craters. Two Queens are required. One of fire and fury. One of ice and perfect calculation.
Asuka Langley Soryu and Rei Ayanami are ordered aboard the stealth Eva carrier Acheron Veil to walk those scars and reseal every Adamic fragment before the gestalt horror called Lamentation forces Instrumentality on humanity’s unwilling soul.
Three grand legs. Europe’s drowned aurora-lit ruins. Pacific floating arcologies. Antarctica’s memory glaciers that replay Second Impact in crystalline horror. Forced proximity on a ship where the only escape is each other. Eva cores that are literal soul-prisons—and the trapped essences inside them are starting to listen.
The first time Asuka snarls “Guten Morgen, Doll” across the carrier deck, she means it as a curse.
By the time the final seal locks beneath Antarctic auroras—the same words have become the only prayer either of them has left.Ready when you are, Soryu.
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19 Mar 2026