The battle that followed wasn't against Angels or EVAs. It was against memory. Shinji dodged a lance of light that was actually the first sunset he'd ever watched with Toji and Kensuke. He parried a blast that tasted like Misato's coffee, lukewarm and kind. Asuka fought beside him—both Asukas: one screaming in German, the other silent, her eyepatch weeping tears of LCL.
"Shinji," Gendo said, his voice a fracture. "In one world, you wanted to be brave. In the other, you wanted to die. I need you to do neither. I need you to split ." evangelion 1.0 3.0
This was Evangelion: 3.0+1.0 —but not the one you knew. In this thread, the 1.0 (the pristine, blue-skied beginning) and the 3.0 (the broken, crimson ruin) were not sequels. They were simultaneous. The battle that followed wasn't against Angels or EVAs
He didn't know if this was 1.0 or 3.0 or 1.0+3.0 . He parried a blast that tasted like Misato's
"You took your time," she said. "Asuka's cooking. Rei's trying to help. And Kaworu's tuning the piano."
"You have to choose," Kaworu said, his AT Field flickering like a candle. "The pure boy who never failed. Or the broken man who never stopped failing. One timeline survives. The other evaporates."