Shinji Ikari, returned from Warhammer

"I swear to banish all darkness. No hypocrisy, no lies, no arrogance, remember hatred, maintain hostility, and gather rage, to be given to the unclean, the aliens, and the mutants!"

"With your pain and blood, with your golden throne and your death, with your destruction and the godlike reappearance of mankind—"

"—Fight for humanity!"

As the prayer was slowly recited, all the distracting thoughts that had accumulated in his heart were cleared away. As if by some serendipity, the resonance of that cosmic incarnation ritual resounded in his chest.

At the same moment, Misato Katsuragi, the operations commander outside the operation, also completed her final order.

"All is normal. Move the EVA to the launch bay and prepare for launch!"

Chapter 5: Apostles are without pain.

Fighting the Apostles has always been a solitary endeavor for the chosen one.

At this moment, NERV technicians were working intensively, checking whether the internal array was locked, the main power connection, the psychological stress level of the qualified pilots, the connection status of various interface systems, a total of 1405 tasks... all the way to the most critical neuronal synapse level, which also represents whether the pilot is qualified to become an EVA pilot.

While many NERV executives seemed to believe that Shinji Ikari, the son of a high-ranking official, becoming the chosen one for Unit-01 was inevitable, for the technical staff, the experimental data ultimately had to be considered.

Honestly, facing the approaching Angels, their lives were hanging by a thread, like candles in the wind. Even the technical staff were uncertain. Could a middle school student really manage to pilot the ultimate weapon, EVA? Then, the mechanical female voice from the system reported a warning.

[Measurement of neuronal synaptic hierarchy, synchronization rate 120%.]

"No error? It's just the first synchronization, how can it be so high?!" The manufacturing systems engineer in the technology development department exclaimed in surprise, clutching his head.

"It's exceeded 100%? Go check if the harmonic values ​​are normal!"

But before he could even speak, Misato Katsuragi, the action director, had already pulled up the data.

"Harmonic values ​​are all normal, and the system shows no signs of malfunction... Wait! The synchronization rate is still increasing!"

At this moment, all the technicians gathered at the window, watching the synchronization rate soaring on the crimson screen. It jumped from an already ridiculously high 120% to 234%, and showed no signs of stopping.

However, the harmonic values ​​on the screen were all normal, the system showed no signs of malfunction, and even the mental pollution test was within the normal range. It was as if he had complete control over the ultimate weapon of war he was wielding.

But for Shinji Ikari, who was in the cockpit at that moment, it felt wonderful like never before.

Even though it was only his first time piloting this so-called EVA, a weapon of war, and he didn't have the sacred alliance forged from flesh and metal, the resonance between knight and titan still lingered in his chest, as if the incarnation ritual was still working on the machine before him.

"Are you responding to me too, Unit-01?"

Inside the cockpit, Shinji Ikari couldn't help but smile.

Meanwhile, the apostle, who was ravaging the city as he walked across the land, seemed to notice something and glanced at a certain place. He saw the ground in the direction he was looking at glow red, and a giant elevator automatically opened. Then, a purple humanoid life form as tall as himself was ejected.

"Shinji, you only have five minutes left to act." Misato Katsuragi's urgent voice rang out from the connection system. "Although time is of the essence, I can only ask you for help!"

Five minutes...that seems a bit difficult.

Shinji Ikari tried to move his body. To the Water Angel, the humanoid purple life form in front of him moved its limbs like a human, and then took a step forward towards him with malice.

The intense malice stung His skin, causing Him to instinctively let out a meaningless hiss. Immediately, He raised His arms and shot out beams of platinum light from His palms.

"High energy reaction ahead, Shinji! Get out of the way!" Misato Katsuragi quickly warned.

Its energy intensity was even greater than the attack that destroyed the Tokyo Self-Defense Forces. In an instant, the purple Unit-01 was engulfed by the platinum radioactive particle beam.

Like a giant golden cross appearing in the Tokyo night, facing a purple enemy that seemed to exude the aura of a demon from hell. Even though it was their first meeting, the apostle unleashed its full power, attempting to kill the enemy before it.

A series of explosions echoed all around, and even the skyscrapers, strong enough to withstand a magnitude 7 earthquake, couldn't withstand the aftershocks of the beam attack. Yet, within the light, the sound of firm and powerful footsteps rang out.

"Is this the AT position?" Misato Katsuragi looked at the dozens of layers of warm-colored diamond-shaped shields on the screen.

The light belonging to the Angels was extinguished, but Unit-01 remained intact. As the ultimate weapon of war designed to fight against the Angels, Unit-01's strength was naturally outstanding. However, what was able to withstand the full-force attack of the Water Angel was not the machine itself or its shield, but the diamond-shaped shield that appeared on the surface of Unit-01.

Misato Katsuragi's voice didn't reach Shinji Ikari's ears at that moment; he found it too noisy. He thought it would be great if he could block her out, and Unit-01 obediently disconnected.

Similar to the incarnation ritual, yet completely different, the experience caused Shinji Ikari's lips to curl into an inexplicable smile.

"A psionic titan? Is it really that amazing?!"

His will now manifested on Unit-01's surface, and its eye sockets, which had originally glowed yellow, now flickered with an extremely ominous red light. Sensing the danger, the Water Angel raised its right arm again, and platinum light surged from its palm. Just as it was about to fire, Unit-01 dodged it with a perfectly timed head tilt.

He then raised his left arm again, and as light surged in his palm, a crimson liquid, like a gushing spring, gushed out from the severed arm.

It was Unit-01 that cut through His arm with a speed exceeding that of the Apostles.

He had now closed in on the Angel. Under Shinji Ikari's control, Unit-01 moved with ghostly speed, while the Water Angel, preoccupied with its attack, was already upon him, its other wrist seized. That muscular arm was far beyond the grotesque appearance of a mechanical arm, its strength astonishing. The Water Angel's previously gathered energy was trapped there, unable to break free in its haste.

Under the control of a synchronization rate exceeding normal limits, Shinji Ikari used a grappling technique called wrist wrapping, which usually cracks the wrist bones of his enemies. But this time, even though he was controlling a mecha, the clear sound of wrist bones cracking could still be heard coming from the Angel's arm.

The pleasant sound made Shinji Yodo, who was in the cockpit, burst into a cheerful laugh.

"That's it? Not enough! Not enough! It's not enough!"

As a warm white light enveloped it, the entire right arm swelled up like a leech oozing blood, and then exploded.

With its arms crippled, the Angel was powerless to stop Unit-01's atrocities. Under Shinji Ikari's control, he reached out and grabbed the Angel's radiant white head, slamming it viciously into the ground. The crimson liquid spread across the earth through the spiderweb-like cracks created by the impact, accompanied by a violent tremor as its white head shattered under the continuous bombardment.

But just as Shinji Ikari was about to pierce through the Angel's body, a powerful shockwave struck, causing his fist to hover in mid-air and unable to fall, even shattering the original armor.

The layers of warm yellow light materialized, separating Unit-01 from the Angel. At this moment, Misato Katsuragi finally broke through Unit-01's blockade, allowing her voice to resound in the cockpit once again.

"Shinji, this is the Angel's AT position. You need to neutralize His AT position with your own. Hurry! The Angel's recovery speed is astonishing!"

The instant Misato Katsuragi finished speaking, layers of concentric polygons repelled Unit-01, which had been pressing down on the Angel's body. And as she had said, a third white head was growing from the spot where Unit-01 had smashed the Angel's head, which had been mangled beyond recognition. Even the two severed limbs were rapidly regenerating at a visible speed.

"Neutralizing the AT stance sounds too complicated. I'll solve it my way," Shinji Ikari said.

At this moment, the technicians in the central control room were still unclear about the meaning of Shinji Ikari's words. Just when everyone thought he was going to use brute force to tear apart the Angel's Absolute Territory, they observed a warm white concentric diamond-shaped field appearing in the palm of Unit-01's right hand.

"Isn't this still going to require the Absolute Domain to neutralize it?" Just as everyone was thinking this, the warm white concentric diamond-shaped field began to spin rapidly, transforming into a brilliant white-gold halo that slashed towards the apostle encased in the Absolute Domain.

Chapter Six: If you say you feel no pain, it would be best if you truly felt no pain.

The seemingly endless Absolute Territory was effortlessly sliced ​​through by the spinning golden halo, like a red-hot blade cutting through butter. The seemingly invincible Absolute Territory was instantly breached. Unit-01 once again gripped the Angel's head, and a massive amount of crimson liquid gushed from the Angel's body. The firelight in the building illuminated Unit-01's face; though merely a machine, it appeared as grotesque and terrifying as a demon.

"Praise the Emperor, Alien."

Amidst Shinji Ikari's laughter, the Angel's feet uncontrollably left the ground as its head was gripped tightly by a mechanical arm resembling an iron clamp, forcing it into the air. The white facial bones, reconstructed for the third time, emitted a crisp cracking sound once more, and a large amount of crimson liquid gushed from the wounds as it struggled.

But His resistance was futile; the iron grip slowly tightened, allowing Him to feel the approach of death to the fullest extent. Just as Shinji Ikari was intentionally torturing the alien called the Angel, making him feel the terror of death brought by the Imperial Vanguard to the fullest extent.

At this moment, the yellow eyes belonging to Unit-01 filled the Angel's entire field of vision, and He felt no warmth from those eyes. Through Unit-01, He seemed to be staring at the human boy piloting Him. Those were definitely not human eyes; there was not a trace of pity. He was observing Himself, with a heartfelt pleasure at His dying self, like a cruel angel of death.

Humans who devour the Tree of Good and Evil and apostles who devour the Tree of Life are ultimately incompatible.

Ah, eh—

At this moment, the water apostle made a sound that was difficult to understand.

A startling golden light burst forth from the apostle's eyes in an instant. Perhaps it was anger, or perhaps it was an attempt to defy him; his fourth white skull, before it had even fully formed, emitted a platinum-gold light in its eyes. As the water angel Sarkiel mentioned in the Dead Sea Scrolls, the light emanating from these evil eyes was the most lethal.

But Shinji Ikari simply flung him away, causing the beam attack from his evil eyes to miss its mark.

"Too slow. Anyone who can be hurt by this kind of attack is either a novice or a cannon fodder."

After slamming the Angel to the ground, Unit-01 followed up with a stomp. It cleanly severed the Angel's limbs again, leaving only the torso. Further attack would only result in torture. The chaplain who accompanied the army had once said that there should be no pity for the Xenomorphs, because they weren't even worthy of being called one of their own; only dead Xenomorphs were good Xenomorphs. But seeing the Water Angel in this state, Shinji Ikari lost all interest in tormenting it.

"To keep them alive, or to kill them outright?" Shinji Ikari reconnected, and his voice echoed in the main control room.

Misato Katsuragi, who had regained control of the decision-making process, was still somewhat dazed.

The apostle, who was about to destroy the world, collapsed to the ground like a dead fish with its scales scraped off. This stark contrast made her swallow hard. But she didn't forget her duty and turned to look at Commander-in-Chief Gendo Ikari standing behind her.

Gendo Ikari nodded expressionlessly at her, while Misato Katsuragi replied knowingly to Shinji Ikari.

"Shinji, just kill him. We're not ready to contain him yet, and the key to destroying the Angels is to destroy the core..."

Shinji Ikari understood, and then looked again at the Water Angel, which he had ravaged beyond recognition. Looking at the writhing flesh in the wounds, he now understood a little better why this thing was not suitable for containment.

Even though his head and limbs were blown apart, they regenerated during the brief pause in their conversation, along with that crimson core—

An inexplicable tremor rose in Shinji Ikari's heart, and a certain desire arose within him to manipulate Unit-01 and absorb it into his body. But as a Rider, he would not be swayed by inexplicable emotions. He changed his usual demeanor, solemnly manifesting his AT Field.

"Praise be to the Emperor, alien called the Angel. You will have the honor of dying at the hands of the Emperor's vanguard, Knight Shinji Ikari." Shinji Ikari recited the eulogy.

The concentric diamond-shaped position rapidly transformed into a golden halo. The apostle tried to struggle, but as the halo fell, a loud explosion echoed through the Tokyo night.

The moment the crimson core was cleaved apart by the light wheel, the energy within transformed into a beam of light that shot into the sky. Accompanied by a blinding crimson glow, a crimson cross hundreds of meters tall stood tall in Third Tokyo City. The ominous red rain of blood seemed to mourn the fall of the angel Sakir.

This image, imbued with strong religious connotations, was etched into everyone's vision. Everyone in the monitoring room held their breath, firmly imprinting the scene on the screen in their minds: the purple Unit-01 bathed in crimson blood rain, with a giant red cross standing tall on the earth behind it.

It wasn't until several breaths later that the staff responsible for reporting realized what had happened and reported the victory.

"High-energy reactions have been observed on the ground in Tokyo-3, as well as the cross formed by the fallen Angels." Misato Katsuragi stood up and announced, "We have successfully thwarted the Angels' advance! Glory to all NERV personnel!"

After Misato Katsuragi made the announcement, the technical staff and researchers in the development department at NERV headquarters stood up and applauded, their expressions filled with pride. Even the vice commander, standing at a distance, couldn't help but smile, while only Commander-in-Chief Gendo Ikari remained expressionless.

“Shinji Ikari is even more outstanding than expected.” Vice Commander Yukimasa Fuyutsuki stood beside Gendo Ikari and said with a smile, “He is an exceptionally talented young man.”

“It was inevitable; victory was already secured the moment he piloted Unit-01.” Gendo Ikari adjusted his glasses. “But it shouldn’t have been… this way of winning.”

As someone who knew the truth, Gendo Ikari was well aware that fate, or rather, Chance Evolution, was determined to protect Shinji Ikari's safety.

The boy's fighting spirit as a pilot is irrelevant; the moment he enters the cockpit, or even sets foot in NERV headquarters, EVA's victory is already sealed.

However, this outcome of winning the battle with an absolute advantage was not the script he had planned.

At this moment, his gaze involuntarily shifted to Unit-01 on the screen.

The purple mech bathed in blood rain, with a cross behind it and a seven-colored rainbow overhead.

For a moment, Gendo Ikari felt that...

—As if they were gods.

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P.S.: Add a patch, but actually, it doesn't really matter whether this patch is included or not.

The protagonist in the Warhammer universe is merely a Titan pilot, not a psionicist, and is not involved with any psionic units. He is a noble knight with a very pure golden spirit.

Chapter Seven: A Gentle Breeze Blows In From the Face

In a hazy moment, Shinji Ikari returned to the raging tide of beasts formed by countless green-skinned creatures.

Orcs wielding stone axes and strangely shaped tanks mingled together, while colossi and goblins riding spiders charged forward. The greenskins descended upon the knightly world like a tidal wave.