The only real project I'm working on right now is (Nothing) New, ye old turn back time and do it over again fic.
In this particular fanfiction, when time is reset at third impact it goes back to 2nd impact, and certain changes occur, despite no one remembering anything different. For instance, Prof. F leaves Nerv after Yui's soul is absorbed into 01, and raises Shinji while doing medical relief work in countries even worse off then Japan.
Rei has the strongest sense that all of this has happened before and will happen again, but even she's not sure what's really going on, because she's walking around with half a soul. She gets dreams and premonitions, but doesn't know what to make of them and lacks the agency to do anything. Shinji get's deja vu. Asuka gets angry.
When the cycle repeats, the angels are delayed in coming, so that Shinji and Asuka are 19 rather then 14. Shinji is going to college, and Asuka is a TA/PhD student in philosophy. It's her 2nd PhD, her first is in Chaos Mathmatics, which I don't know anything about, but it sounds cool. Rei is still 14, for reasons.
I have the prologue written. It's not much to go on, but I would appreciate any feedback on grammar, or just general critique. If anyone want to be a dedicated beta, or even a co-author, cool.
I'll try to write the first chapter tonight, probably around 2.5-3.5K words, but updates will be irregular, getting into cornell comes first.
She remembered the future: the war against heaven and the end of all things. She remembered the boy at the heart of it all, and the sensation of the boy’s father inside her. She remembered other people’s feelings, other people’s thoughts, their love and hate and fear. Pictures, sounds, sensation. A child crying, a woman dangling from a rope, a trembling hand smeared with jism. The eternal refrain:
I Hate You.
I Hate You.
I Hate You.
Her soul sifted through humanity’s collective unconscious faster then her mind could keep up. Her head hurt from all their thoughts screaming to the surface.
She was in pain.
She was in orgasm.
She was alone in the sea of humanity.
Where is everybody?
is everybody in?
Is Everybody In?
The ceremony is about to begin.
WAKE UP!
“They’re here!”
“Rei.”
“They’re here!”
“Rei.”
Her eyes opened. Her commander called.
“Sir?” The lights in the dummy plug plant brightened at her motion, clearing her head of whatever had previously been there.
“You were screaming.”
“My apologies, Commander Ikari.”
“Why were you screaming, Rei?”
She thought about it a moment, trying to remember.
“I’m not sure Sir. I think we are under attack.”
“That’s enough for today, Rei. Clean up and report to the cages.”
“Yes Sir.”
Ikari left, his footsteps heavy against the esoteric etchings on the floor, the sound echoing off the glass walls of the dummy plant.
Rei initiated the disconnect sequence with her thoughts, causing the reddish orange LCL she was suspended in to drain through the grated floor of the tube, where it would be recycled. Above her the giant steel casing for the dummy uploader, began to rain down cold water at a healthy pressure. LCL was alkaline as blood was alkaline, and it felt sticky to her skin. She would not mind so much if she wasn’t required to wear clothes, but as it was, when the tube finished the clean up cycle and retracted into the ceiling, she walked towards the only thing in the room, a cheap metal folding chair with a towel and her clothes on it. Drying and dressing herself, she left the room, not even sparing a glance at the pale smiling faces tracking her motion from behind the glass walls.