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the worms the worms the worms.
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disenfranchised[ he wants it to stop. make it stop.
even long after his training is over, he's bending, writhing & twisting. trying to drown out noise that no one else can hear and dull sensations that no one else can feel. he wonders, if he had started younger would this have been easier? would his body have been more forgiving? everything inside of him is rebelling and rejecting one another, with pale, paperthin skin holding it all together. he's been drained of energy and stripped of color. once bright hair is now a tired, dark gray and once vibrant eyes have clouded considerably.
most of the time shinji wonders how he ever could have wanted this.
for the rest of it, he treats this as a stepping stone to achieving his inevitable greatness.
(not that he wasn't already great, of course.)
clumsily, he stumbles from the worm storage onto the dirty hallway floor.
get up.
c'mon, get up.
this wasn't a proper place for the head of the matou family.
slowly but surely he's back on his feet again, taking wobbling steps toward his bedroom. ]
even long after his training is over, he's bending, writhing & twisting. trying to drown out noise that no one else can hear and dull sensations that no one else can feel. he wonders, if he had started younger would this have been easier? would his body have been more forgiving? everything inside of him is rebelling and rejecting one another, with pale, paperthin skin holding it all together. he's been drained of energy and stripped of color. once bright hair is now a tired, dark gray and once vibrant eyes have clouded considerably.
most of the time shinji wonders how he ever could have wanted this.
for the rest of it, he treats this as a stepping stone to achieving his inevitable greatness.
(not that he wasn't already great, of course.)
clumsily, he stumbles from the worm storage onto the dirty hallway floor.
get up.
c'mon, get up.
this wasn't a proper place for the head of the matou family.
slowly but surely he's back on his feet again, taking wobbling steps toward his bedroom. ]
