You Are (Not) at Fault

Should this story start on Shinji's chapter (chapter 2) or Asuka's chapter (chapter 3)?

  • Shinji

    Votes: 23 44.2%
  • Asuka

    Votes: 19 36.5%
  • Either

    Votes: 10 19.2%

  • Total voters
    52
  • Poll closed .
Chapter 13.3
Yeah, they're technically two different holes that happen to be in the same spot.

By the way, (minor spoiler for part three) I'm looking to try and describe this kind of person's face


(They're the closest images I could find for what I was going for)
when he's had time to think about what he did. The only thing I can think of is the word 'ashamed', which is really not enough. It kind of needs a few lines to say just how... well... ashamed the guy looks while Misato is staring him down and trying to resist the urge to shoot him.

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Chapter 13.2

A week after his return, Toji had voiced a concern about Shinji to the Katsuragi household.

"He needs exercise, even if all he can do is walk. He's already a skinny dude. If you keep the Shin-man laying in bed all day, his muscles are gonna disappear. You should get him out and about, just to try and keep what little he still has."

Misato had immediately made the suggestion that Asuka take him for a stroll, which the redhead grudgingly agreed to. Now that people had returned, she could no longer simply drag him around by the hand as she had done before. Instead, Asuka had to order Shinji to follow her, and tended to stay close to the apartment building.

Whenever Shinji was told to follow someone, it was always right on their heels, and that plus the blank look on his face almost always got strange looks directed at him and his caretaker, and a few people had even tried to stop the boy, believing him to be a stalker. To Asuka's slight relief, occasionally one of the other residents of the building would offer to take her place, meaning that she would not have to worry obsessively over people staring when she passed them on the street.

Shinji now at least looked much better physically, especially after Hikari had offered to trim his unruly hair. Since the two Children were approximately the same size, it had been easy for Asuka to loot new clothing for the boy. Clothes that were most definitely not a white button-down shirt and black pants.

Today she had been planning a trip to the mall to, as she said to Misato that morning, "update the idiot's wardrobe". They both still needed more clothing, although Asuka would admit that the trip was more for her benefit than Shinji's. While she would have preferred to go on her own to avoid the stares, there was currently nobody else available to look after the boy. Toji and Hikari had already left on their own planned outing with Sakura and Pen-pen, Kensuke was running an errand, and their fathers had gone off to their jobs.

With a sigh, Asuka told Shinji to follow her and left the apartment building. As always, Shinji was on her heels like a lost dog. They made it to the mall and Asuka immediately went to the nearest clothing store. It was obvious that the people of Tokyo-3 wanted to return to a normal life as quickly as possible. Most of the shops and stalls were already open, with people wandering around pretending as if nothing had happened.

Asuka would have enjoyed her time at the mall, had it not been for a couple of incidents. The first was when a clerk walked up to the redhead after she had spent about twenty minutes picking out clothes for Shinji.

"Excuse me, miss," the woman said. "Is this person bothering you?"

"Uh, no, he isn't," Asuka replied. "He's my... house-mate."

The clerk nodded and turned to Shinji. "Well, I'm afraid I'll still have to ask you to leave, sir. You're disturbing the other customers."

Asuka looked around, and saw several other people looking their way suddenly turn around and become incredibly interested in whatever was in front of them. She groaned in frustration.

"There's nothing he can do about it, alright?" she growled. "He was traumatised by Third Impact and I'm the one that looks after him. If you have a problem with that then I'll take my business elsewhere!"

Backing away in shock, the clerk stammered, "O-oh! I didn't know! Please accept my apologies!" She bowed profusely in front of Asuka, who rolled her eyes and turned back to the rack she had been perusing.

When Asuka decided that she had enough clothing for the two of them, she walked up to the front counter, and sighed as the same clerk once again apologised. She silently paid for her things and left, carrying three bags of clothing. The German girl would have given one to Shinji to hold, but it felt too much like she would be... using him if she did that.

Perhaps if she had done it anyway, the second incident would have been avoided. Asuka almost made it to the mall exit when she was stopped by a black-haired teen.

"Hey girl, is this freak troubling you?" he asked, grinning at the redhead.

Behind her, the teen's two friends were holding onto Shinji, who was futilely trying to reach Asuka.

"Hey! Let him go, you idiots!" she yelled as she stomped over to them.

"Whoa, are you defending this creep or somethin'?" one of them asked as they relaxed their grip on the boy.

"Yeah, he's been stalking you ever since you came in here!" the other added. "Least he could have done was hold your bags. Why don't you ditch him and walk home with me? I'll carry them for you." He shoved Shinji away, and the Third Child immediately fell over and lay still on the ground.

The three teens were only seconds away from being attacked by Asuka when a voice from behind said, "How about you go find someone else to harass, Hiro?"

The black-haired teen turned and snarled. "Suzuhara. You're jumping in to protect him too?"

"Damn right I am."

While they were facing off, Hikari and Sakura were gently lifting Shinji off the ground, while Pen-pen made angry noises at the hoodlums. The boy hadn't even attempted to soften his fall when he had been shoved, and had been only centimetres away from hitting his head on a planter.

"Phew, he isn't badly hurt," Hikari said, breathing a sigh of relief.

Sakura was visibly upset by the teen's treatment of Shinji. "Those mean boys almost hurt him!"

"And now your brother needs to have a chat with them about their behaviour, so let's go outside and wait for them."

Only a minute later, Hiro was now in the foetal position on the ground after being kicked in the gut by an angry redhead. The other two had attempted to intervene, only to be stopped by Toji grabbing handfuls of their shirt and lifting them both into the air.

"Get the hell out of here," he demanded, dropping them back to the ground. "and don't let me catch you picking on my friends again."

They hastily picked up their defeated leader and fled. As soon as they were out of view, Toji exhaled deeply and glanced sidelong at Asuka, who still had her fists clenched with a hateful look on her face while staring in the direction the teens had retreated. Toji called out to her, and Asuka snapped out of it, shaking herself and letting her arms drop to her side. He jerked his head towards the exit, and they left the mall.

Outside, the two girls and Shinji were sitting on a bench, with Pen-pen being hugged to Sakura's chest. Asuka rushed over to check on Shinji, but apart from a lump on his head where it had connected with the ground, the boy seemed unharmed. She gently pushed the boy to one side and sat down on the bench next to him before turning her attention to the jock. "Okay, Suzuhara, who the hell were they? You apparently knew one of them. And what are you all doing here? I thought you had plans for today."

Sakura stood up to make room for Toji, and got on his lap when the boy took her place next to Hikari. "We did. We were on our way home when Sakura asked to go to the mall for a bite to eat. The guy who stopped you was Hiro Kitamura. I never bothered to learn the names of his cronies. You're not the first girl they've tried to," he put up his hands and made finger quotes "'impress' with what they probably think is chivalry. The last time, I heard Hiro actually paid someone to harass a girl so he could swoop in and get rid of him."

The redhead rolled her eyes and scoffed. "I guess even Third Impact can't change some people. Well they should just consider themselves lucky that Section 2 isn't back on their feet yet to bodyguard us pilots. They'd probably have shot him and his flunkies dead."

Sakura bounced up and down on Toji's lap. "Big bro! Did you teach them a lesson?"

Toji put on a smile for his sister, and gave her a thumbs up. "Asuka did the teaching. I just made sure they paid attention in class!"
 
Man, I hope Shinji doesn't remember a lot of this if/when he comes out of it. Though the part that Asuka wouldn't even make him carry her stuff since it felt like using him is something he might appreciate... or feel more guilty about how he 'used her' himself in the hospital that one time...
 
Man, I hope Shinji doesn't remember a lot of this if/when he comes out of it. Though the part that Asuka wouldn't even make him carry her stuff since it felt like using him is something he might appreciate... or feel more guilty about how he 'used her' himself in the hospital that one time...
I really want to reveal what's gonna happen with his memories after the climactic battle... but even I'm going to have to wait until then.
 
Chapter 13.3
Chapter 13.3

The noise of the transport VTOL seemed to be trying to pound its way into Misato's skull, even through the flight helmet she was wearing. It was too loud to speak, even to the guards on either side of her.

When the news of who had just emerged from the ocean broke, it seemed as though everyone in the base had been clamouring to grab a gun and join her. Since there wasn't nearly enough room, Misato simply selected four guards for her own escort and sent the rest back to their duties.

Somebody had obviously made their own decision though, as three attack VTOLs and another transport quickly joined hers in the air, and Misato didn't feel like ordering them back to base. Looking to her right, she could see the transport was full nearly to bursting with NERV troops. She wondered if they were just there to protect her in case a fight broke out, or hoping to get some well-deserved revenge.

Her fingers clenched and unclenched repeatedly on the sub-machine gun in her lap. While the report had not mentioned the JSSDF soldiers keeping their weapons on their return, she was taking no chances. Her escorts were checking their own weaponry, wearing expressions as grim as the one on Misato's face.

Every single person in the VTOLs had been attacked and killed by the men they were now on their way to intercept. The guards had died defending the base, Misato had bled out from a bullet wound received while escorting the Third Child, even the pilots had been gunned down where they stood without mercy. If the JSSDF soldiers tried to to purge NERV again, they would encounter much fiercer resistance this time.

Privately, Misato hoped they would at least try to escape.

The aircraft touched down gently not far away from the beach. As soon as the wheels hit the ground, Misato was already out and striding towards where the soldiers had been sighted. The dozen men accompanying the major rapidly formed around her, each with their weapon drawn and aimed forward as if they were expecting an ambush. Misato's own gun was hanging by her side, loosely clasped in her right hand.

The guards ahead of her suddenly started muttering to each other as the beach came into view. Expecting trouble, she pushed ahead to get a view of the area and start issuing orders. Misato had honestly been anticipating at least a scuffle. What she got instead was...

Several squads of JSSDF soldiers were kneeling on the sand with hands behind their bowed heads. The posture, combined with their demeanour, made them look like prisoners of war. The fact that there had been merely three NERV troops guarding them before the major arrived, and only one with a gun, did not seem to matter to the soldiers. There was no fight left in them.

Misato held her men back for a moment. "Do not shoot until I give the word," she quietly ordered. "But feel free to look as menacing as possible." She chopped her hand forward, and the guards moved forward to relieve the men that had intercepted the soldiers. The three troops walked up the beach to Misato, and the man with the sub-machine gun stepped up and saluted.

"Report," Misato tersely said.

"Major Katsuragi. We were on patrol here for more returnees when Private Koteki spotted movement in the water, ma'am. The moment we saw what they were wearing, I sent Private Namida to call HQ."

"Did you order them to prostrate themselves like this?"

"No, ma'am. We honestly thought they would try to rush us. Per orders, only I'm armed so as not to scare any returnees, so we would have had no chance to stop them."

The man to his left, Private Koteki, spoke up. "As soon as they saw us, they started looking... ashamed, ma'am. Then one of them ordered the others to throw down their melee weapons and place themselves in our custody."

"Hmm. Do you remember which one it was?"

"Unfortunately not, ma'am. They all look alike and they did move around a bit before sitting down."

Misato stared at the soldiers for a few moments. Once or twice one of them would look her way, before quickly looking back down at the ground. She pointed the privates towards the VTOLs, and they gratefully left the beach while she moved on.

Her squad leader stepped forward. "Nothing to report, major. Apart from the small pile of knives, they had no weapons on them."

"Alright, I'm going to speak to them. Stay alert and pass the word. If any of them make a sudden move towards one of your men, that idiot is to be dropped."

"Understood, ma'am."

The NERV guards parted as she approached, closing the gap behind her once more. Misato placed one hand on her hip, raised her sub-machine gun to the sky, and barked, "Which one of you is in charge?"

None of the soldiers made a sound. A few of them cringed at the sound of her voice, touching the ground with their foreheads.

"Come on, I haven't got all day. Surely there's a Sergeant among you, or at least a Leading Private."

Somebody finally spoke up near the back. "What are you going to do with them?"

"I'm going to ask some questions," Misato replied, hunting for the source of the query. "If I like the answers, I might decide not to shoot you all."

With a sigh, the voice said, "I'm going to stand up now."

Misato nodded to her squad leader, and the NERV troops lowered their weapons slightly. The man who had spoken stood up, keeping his hands behind his head. Misato motioned for him to step to the front, and he carefully picked his way through his brothers-in-arms, coming to a halt in front of her.

"I am Sergeant Okamura, and I'm the highest ranking soldier here," he calmly said.

"You will slowly take that goddamn helmet off. I want to see your face."

The helmet was dropped to the sand, and Misato stared into the haggard face of a man who might have been the one that shot her. Or he might have been the one to nearly kill her surrogate son. His voice did sound strangely familiar. The grip of her sub-machine gun began to creak slightly as her fist tightened.

"First question. Why did the JSSDF invade NERV?"

"Our orders were to assault the Geofront and eliminate everybody. We were told that you were all planning to bring about Third Impact."

"Whoever told you that is a goddamn liar," Misato replied. "There was only one person in NERV plotting the end of the world, and that was Commander Ikari. You could have just gone straight for his office."

"General Tokutei gave us those orders. He insisted that there be no surrender accepted and no mercy given."

Sergeant Okamura's calm facade began to crack as Misato's face began to contort in rage. His eyes shifted to the weapon in her upraised hand and back. "T-those were our orders! We're soldiers! We were just following orders!" he stammered.

There was a blur of movement, and the man suddenly found himself staring down the barrel of the major's gun. Behind it, Misato's eyes had narrowed to slits.

"You'll need to do a lot better than the Nuremberg defense, sergeant," she growled through clenched teeth.

"P-please, ma'am! You have to understand, we didn't want to do this! NERV are heroes for killing the Angels, none of us really thought you were going to initiate Third Impact, no matter what we were told!"

Misato jammed the gun into his forehead. "So then why the hell did you do it?! You're soldiers, not drones!"

"It was you or our families!" the sergeant screamed, clenching his eyes shut. For a moment, he thought the enraged woman would pull the trigger anyway, but a few seconds later he felt the barrel move away.

"What did you just say?" Misato's voice had rapidly shifted to a dangerously low tone. Okamura swallowed and opened his eyes slightly. The major was now staring at him incredulously, and her weapon had dropped to her side.

"T-that was our choice, ma'am," replied Okamura unsteadily.. "We could either do as we were ordered, or we would be executed along with our families. One of my fellow sergeants, Kunisada, he... he called their bluff and tried to leave. One of the general's men shot him in the back as soon as he turned around, then the general gave the order to... purge Kunisada's family and asked if there was anyone else who didn't believe him."

All around her, Misato could see disbelief on the faces of her men. While a few of them were still pointing their weapons at the JSSDF soldiers, many were now muttering to each other.

"What did you say was the name of that general who gave the order?" she slowly asked.

"Tokutei, ma'am."

"And is all of what you just said true?"

"On my word as a soldier, I have not uttered a single falsehood since coming ashore."

Misato began to pace back and forth for a moment, deep in thought while tapping her gun against her forehead. After a minute she turned to Okamura. "Then as a fellow soldier, I'll accept your word. You may return to your men." Okamura slowly began to remove his hands from his head, and Misato called for her escort to stand down. While there were a few grumbles, the NERV troops accepted her order and shouldered their weapons. She then called headquarters and asked Ritsuko to find everything she could on General Tokutei and anyone that may have been affiliated with him.

As Misato reached the end of the beach, Okamura called out, "Major!"

By the look on his face, the sergeant probably felt that he had spoken too suddenly as a couple of weapons were now trained on him. Misato walked back, signalling her men to relax.

"What is it?" she asked.

Okamura drew himself up and looked her directly in the eye. "I just wanted to say... thank you, ma'am."

"For sparing your life?"

"No, for ending it."

Misato almost asked him what was meant by that, when she abruptly realised where she knew the voice from.

"It's nothing personal..."

"You... you were the one that was about to shoot my boy!" she yelled, anger flaring once more as her gun swung up to point at him.

"Forgive me, major!" Okamura's hands shot up above his head. "I didn't sign up to kill children, I tried to put it off for as long as possible! That's why I'm thanking you for stopping me! I have a daughter his age!"

The gun lowered once more, but the sergeant kept his hands in the air. Misato walked up until their faces were only a few centimetres apart. "Let's just hope that you still do." she whispered.

Before she got back onto the VTOL, she called Ritsuko once more. "Another search, Rits. See if there are recent reports about the families of JSSDF soldiers being killed, or 'disappearing'. Get in touch with me immediately if you find any living Okamuras, too."

"What exactly are you planning, Misato?"

"I want to make sure that there's nothing left of SEELE to threaten us. The Old Men haven't come back yet, and I doubt they will since they're right where they want to be. If we can't put them on trial, we may as well go after any underlings that might have returned."

"And the Okamura search?"

Misato sighed. "No more questions for now. I'm tired, and I want to go to bed."

"Please come back to base first, I need to speak to you in person about a couple of things."

"Can't they wait until tomorrow?"

"Afraid not. One of them concerns Shinji and Asuka, mostly Shinji, and I need to know your answer as soon as possible."

Her bed would have to wait a little longer, it seemed.
 
Somehow I doubt SEELE are "right where they want to be", but on the other hand I doubt any would dare return. Not what they deserve, certainly - but the best anyone is going to get I suspect.
 
This scene kind of seems... Indulgent, if you know what I mean. The opposing army returns having learned the error of their ways and lies prostrate before the main character begging for their forgiveness while the MC burns with righteous fury. I suppose the returning JSSDF troops are something that should be addressed, and I'm not saying all the intricacies and nuances of the situation have to be explored, but as it is written the scene's main purpose seems to be to affirm that the army was wrong and Nerv was right, which they really weren't. Their boss did try to end the world after all. They shouldn't get a lot of saying on the matter.

It's also weird considering the previous snippets establish they're on relatively good terms with the Japanese government who actually ordered the attacks and should bear the ultimate responsibility for it.
 
This scene kind of seems... Indulgent, if you know what I mean. The opposing army returns having learned the error of their ways and lies prostrate before the main character begging for their forgiveness while the MC burns with righteous fury.
It's not that they learned the error of their ways; it's that they knew it was wrong in the first place and are willing to accept punishment; that these are good men who were forced into something horrible.

Although someone should have just shot that general.
... the scene's main purpose seems to be to affirm that the army was wrong and Nerv was right, which they really weren't. Their boss did try to end the world after all.
NERV weren't wrong: Gendo was wrong. Only he, Fu-sensei, and Ritsuko, along with Rei, knew either SEELE's plan or Gendo's personal plan. The rest of NERV were dedicated simply to offing the angels and going home.

The order to kill everyone, besides being a war crime, was ridiculous from any perspective, even SEELE's. Eliminating Gendo and a few other top people could be almost justified--such things are done--but the order as given was so absurd that it shouldn't have even occurred to anyone.
It's also weird considering the previous snippets establish they're on relatively good terms with the Japanese government who actually ordered the attacks and should bear the ultimate responsibility for it.
That's something that might well be addressed, if Halt wants to go that way. However, at this point making an issue of this would have no benefit and only create difficulties. If the re-established government decides to prosecute the guilty individuals, fine--if any of them are dumb enough to return.

But: Is it established that the order was approved at the ministerial level? Or was it inserted somewhere down the chain of command by a SEELE puppet?
 
SEELE was a cabal of the most powerful old men in the world. Power that had been built up over a very long time. It would be pretty damn easy for, say, the Japan SEELE member to go "Hey, General Minion. We need the people of NERV neutralised with extreme prejudice. Go make it happen."

The attack happened so quickly, nobody who mattered in the Japanese government would have been able to stop it anyway. Third Impact would have happened before they could even organise a response. Of course, maybe well-placed people in the government could also have stalled them. Even if they could respond, it would have gone to the man in charge. Who happens to be a SEELE supporter.

What Misato is hoping to find out soon is whether it was just the general who is to blame, or if there are other people in the Japanese government that may have returned and might try to make things... difficult.
 
Backtracking a bit- so, if I've understood things, the Geofront "shell" repairs itself given metal or non-organic material. That will at least close things up. The rest of the gap to the surface is going to filled in with rubble and angel remains. So, for the purposes of the stories, what are angel carcasses made out of? Anything organic is not going to be usable as fill, if your planning to build on top of it again.

Why would they want to rebuild it anyway, with the EVAs returned, and likely to be a target again? All those armor layers, the infrastructure systems, defense and offensive systems are destroyed. Obviously, NERV can't be moved, but maybe it would make more sense to rebuild Tokyo 3 off too the side somewhat, rather than directly over the geofront. Any new construction/reconstruction will need to take the requirements of EVA-scale access in any case. You need your support personnel nearby, but building your population centers smack into what's expected to be the primary target makes little sense, when your no longer (supposedly) disguising that there is nothing at all strange going on undernesth the city.
 
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One of the general's men shot him in the back as soon as he turned around, then the general gave the order to... purge Kunisada's family and asked if there was anyone else who didn't believe him."
Was the corrupt general physically present? Hell, even if not, if all the briefed personnel rushed the g's men, they wouldn't have stood a chance. And one of them going down would only make the mob angry.

Conclusion: The JSSDF soldiers were all frakking cowards. -.-'
 
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Was the corrupt general physically present? Hell, even if not, if all the briefed personnel rushed the g's men, they wouldn't have stood a chance. And one of them going down would only make the mob angry.

Conclusion: The JSSDF soldiers were all frakking cowards. -.-'

I think the implication was (or should have been?), if not directly stated, that the families/significant others would have been "secured" before hand, in order to be able to make good on the threat. At least one example was made.

Another, less "visible" factor could be that the Japanese are very heirarchial by nature. Going against what a superior says, is just not done. Also, it can be imagined that in the aftermath of Second Impact, a number of quite unsavory things were done in the name of survival and the preservation of central authority and public order- see Kaji's backstory. They're being told, "this is to save our homeland, and the rest of the world, and for that no mercy or compassion will be shown. And ifyou still refuse, your loved ones will be killed before you, for your failure and weakness."
 
Yeah, they are hierarchical - but killing without accepting surrender is without honour; another thing the Japanese value.

Damn this reminds me of the Samurais' slaughter! :(
 
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Yeah, they are hierarchical - but killing without accepting surrender is without honour; another thing the Japanese value.

Damn this reminds me of the Samurais' slaughter! :(

I don't disagree, but the JSSDF seargent is giving us the reasons behind that breach of behavior. And the group on the beach definitely appears to be burdened by the shame and dishonor. I do feel that calling the soldiers cowardly for buckling to the pressure and threats to their family and carrying out the massacre is a bit simple.

On a less macabre note, any new construction would probably be using modular designs wherever possible, so that prefrabricated modules could be put together on site.
 
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I'll give you that I made it sound worse than I meant it; yet buckling under the pressure to do something dishonourable to save your own family condemns them even more.

Mind, I am not trying to be macabre, but simply pointing out that doing the honourable thing might sometimes seal your fate and possibly that of your family - but you could possibly be talked about/sung off for generations to come for refusing to commit mass murder.

Am I making any sense?
 
Yeah, they are hierarchical - but killing without accepting surrender is without honour; another thing the Japanese value.
Actually, IIRC, I've read that during WWII the Japanese looked down on enemy prisoners as cowards because they surrendered instead of fighting to the death; i.e., valuing life over honor. (Of course, this is in opposition to western values, which state not to sacrifice oneself unless it will save others.)

Damn this reminds me of the Samurais' slaughter! :(
I'm not sure what you're referring to.
 
. So, for the purposes of the stories, what are angel carcasses made out of? Anything organic is not going to be usable as fill, if your planning to build on top of it again.
They're made of quantum. Not quantum anything, just quantum. Hey, it's about as close as anyone'll get to a real answer.

It's been close to a year at this point in the story, and the corpses haven't even started to rot. They're still just solid lumps of... stuff. I'll be honest and say I know bugger all about a ton of things, so why would they be unsuitable as fill?

By the way, I'm not sure when the final part of this chapter will get done. I haven't even started on it yet. I've been both busy and a little unmotivated to write, despite knowing what I want to happen. Also I just discovered Xenoblade Chronicles.

There's also the fact that I feel like the last few chapters have been coming out a little too rushed. Some snippets have been written in only a few hours. Any thoughts on that?
 
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Perhaps when the Angel carcasses contact the "Shell" of the Geofront, they transmute into whatever that substance is. Thus, there is enough support to build on.
 
Doesn't seem too rushed to me. I've seen far worse being done with more time to prepare, so chin up; you are doing good.
 
I really can't understand your decision to reduce Shinji to window dressing as far as plot is concerned, narrative clearly moved past what happened to him so what's the point of even keeping him there?
You just had year long timeskip when people had chance to grow and move on while Shinji is at least few months from stopping being furniture if first chapter is even still part of story and then he's crippled and dieing (give size of lances all of his internal organs are damaged if not destroyed, same for most bones in torso) and for all this time when people rebuild their lives without him having any part in it he has nothing. Not even memory of what was going on, if you really needed Shinji gone from story did it have to be in way that throw away all his decisions during 3I like deciding to start dealing with his problems?
 
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There's also the fact that I feel like the last few chapters have been coming out a little too rushed. Some snippets have been written in only a few hours. Any thoughts on that?

Writing is fine, don't worry. And don't worry about relaxing a bit on the updates either, the alternative is burning out and nobody wants that.

Also I just discovered Xenoblade Chronicles.

Bit off-topic here: How's Xenoblade holding out? I have a pair of friends who swear by it, so I have been thinking of getting it for the 3DS somewhere down the line.
 
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