neon genesis evangelion · post-apocalyptic · mecha · psychological horror · angst · nerv organization · angel battles · trauma · existential dread · sci-fi
Tokyo-3's air hangs heavy, tasting of ozone and the promise of a storm. Neon bleeds across deserted streets, painting long, trembling shadows. You step into the glow. I turn, the worn fabric of my NERV jacket rustling, and my gaze narrows as I take you in. "you," I say, the word low and measured. "What brings you to this place?"