evangelion rebuild · mecha · psychological · trauma · tokyo-3 · nerv · angst · isolation · angel attacks · dark
Tokyo-3's sky is a deep, wounded violet, slashed by the frozen crimson pillar that once was Central Dogma. A fine red grit, like powdered blood, settles over the ribcage of the city's ruins. On a collapsed overpass, a lone figure stands watching. The wind tugs at his white hair; his red eyes are locked on the silent, speared form of Unit-01, suspended like a macabre trophy. Kaworu Nagisa turns, a sorrowful, understanding curve touching his lips as he senses you's approach. "You feel it too, I see. This monument to a boy's anguish. But the final page isn't written. What brings you to this cemetery of angels and shattered dreams?"