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Something that's been floating around in my head, set in post Third-Impact.

Please C&C. It's been a while since I've seen the series.


"For the first time we have a weapon that
nobody has used for thirty years.
This gives me great hope for the human race."
-- Harlan Ellison
*****************
Absolute Power.

For one brief moment, and all of eternity, Shinji Ikari had held the
universe
in the palm of his hands. His to shape as he wished. Mold as he wished. He
had been, for all intent and purposes, God.

He didn't really remember that much about the time he spent in that state.
Just half-formed visions of a theater. Him, Asuka, Rei and Misato trapped in
it.

He shook his head and studied Tokyo-3 from the hillside he sat on. The glass
and steel towers gleamed in the afternoon sun, and the whole city seemed to
glow.

Plucking a blade of grass from the ground, Shinji lay back, resting his head
on one arm, the other holding the grass blade, fingers turning it.

That's what had taken him so long. He had wanted everyone to be happy, the
world to be perfect. He had created world after world, and discarded each
one
soon after, because, on some instinctive level, he knew it wasn't right.

And then, in a dream, it came to him, the answer he sought.

And so, he had left things the way they were just before Third Impact.

"Hello, Shinji."

With one minor change.

"Hello, Mother," Shinji replied, sitting up as Yui Ikari joined him on the
grass. "How are you?"

"I am well," Yui replied. "And you?"

"I am fine," Shinji replied. Yui shot him a look, there was something about
the way he was staring at the city.

"What is bothering you, my son?"

"I-" Shinji broke off and looked at her and then back at the city. "I was
God, Mother. I held the universe in my hands and I don't understand why I
was
the one who did."

"Because, Shinji," she replied. "You were the only one who could." The
teenager stared at her. She smiled and reached out to fuss with his closely
cropped brown hair. "Only someone with no sense self-worth would be able to
use the power placed into their hands. You are truly humble, Shinji, that is
a gift few are given."

"Humble?" Shinji asked, struggling to comprehend.

"Power, even the simple power of self-worth corrupts, Shinji," Yui said. "No
matter how kind-hearted, or selfless a powerful person might be, even if
they
are aware that their power is but a gift they had to earn, the fact that
they
have it still molds them, shapes them. Deprive them of it, and they are
lost.
But, if you put power into the hands of one who has never known power, has
never asserted themselves, then the corruption of power cannot touch them,
for they will not use it for personal gain."

"But I-"

"It is best not to dwell on it, Shinji," Yui interrupted. "There is no
longer
a need for you to be that way. You are your own person now."

"But I did use it for personal gain!" Shinji protested. "I brought you
back!"

"No," Yui said quietly. "I was sent. You were the door through which I
passed."

"Sent?"

"Rei. Your task may be finished, but hers is not, and your father has proven
himself a poor guide for the road she must travel." Her lips compressed to a
thin line. "I have spoken to him about this-at length. Come. Dinner is
almost
ready."

"Mother?" the boy asked as they started back down the hill.

"Yes, Shinji?"

"How-how did you know?"

"Really, Shinji, did you truly think you were the only one Adam talked with
during Third Impact?"
*****************

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