A.T. Field. Pain.
He was in Lilin.
An A.T. Field. An isolated piece of Lilin approached him. Identity.
Inexpressive conduct. Negligible deviation from the mean. Alignment of normality
– professionalism.
Tabris.
His form responded to the identification.
It occurred to him that he could understand the language of light.
One unit of Lilin was covered in non-Lilin. Scrutiny. Aversion.
Communication within Lilin. Outside the unit.
Project's conscious.
The energy hit the smooth surface and returned to him. Reflection. Another isolated piece of Lilin. A body reconstructed. An unlikely appearance among Lilins.
Ask him his name.
But his form was faster, even before he processed the signal.
Shinji Ikari, it stated.
~
Others. A dull surprise.
Adam. Lilith. Tabris.
~
“It is time for Adam’s progeny to rise again.”
His first memory was of crushing loneliness, a blind urge to
rejoin the Mother, a quest for death. He felt the muscles in his Lilin face stretch in an attempt to approximate some visual signal.
It was probably a smile. His body really liked smiling these
days, even in response to the instruction of the ancient Lilin minds.
“To do this, you will become the Fifth Child to replace the one Arael destroyed,” they said, “The shuttle for Tokyo-3 has been prepared for
you.”
~
They are all aspects of a broken Mother.
He must choose his form carefully to honor Her.
~
He looked down at his Lilin appendages. Hands. Held together only because of a Lilin A.T. Field. Wrong.
Then he felt it. A strong, strangely familiar A.T. Field, thicker than any that he had sensed. Whispers. Whispers of loss. Whispers of pain.
His form was compelled to produce vibration. Standing waves of air particles. Patterns. Unnatural patterns. Lilin creation. Music. Ode to Joy.
His Lilin body said, “A song enriches the soul. It is the
crowning achievement of the civilization that the Lilin created.”
He felt emotions (that were not necessarily his) as Lilin perceived him. Warmth. Affection. He heard his form say,
“Do you not feel that way, Shinji Ikari?”
He now understood why he had made the error when he first gained consciousness. There was growing adoration from Lilin. A weakness in the A.T. Field. Lilin was starved of closeness to others. His form, of course, presented
the ideal alternative. A solution like his form shouldn’t exist, and yet
somehow it did.
It did not surprise him that they were quickly on first-name
basis. His form smiled for the Lilin despite himself.

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wow,English？u maybe should put it in Fanfic and not here，anyway，kind of great,please go on:)

同楼上

果然得自己翻译么？叹气……

看不懂泪目....

呼……翻译好了。
屏障。痛苦。
他泡在李林之中。
屏障。一块孤立的李林靠近了他。身份。面无表情。（微不足道地偏离均值。）与常态一致 - 专业行为。
——这就是自由天使么？
他的身体起了反应。
他发现他能理解光的语言。
一块孤立的李林被非李林所覆盖。（评估。厌恶。）李林内部的沟通。个体外的沟通。
——实验体醒了！
能量触及光滑的表面而反弹回来。（反光。）另一块孤立的李林。（痛苦。）刻意重建的形态。（眼睛像血一样红。）在李林中不常见。
——问他叫什么名字。
但是，他身体的反应快于他处理信号的速度。
——是碇真嗣。
~
其他个体。心中淡淡的波澜。
亚当。莉莉丝。自由天使。
~〜
“这是亚当后代的时代。”
他的第一个记忆是沉重的寂寞，是要重返母亲的盲目冲动，是求死。他感到他的李林脸中的肌肉正伸展着，尝试着某些视觉信号。
可能是一个微笑。他的身体真的很喜欢微笑（为什么？），即使是在响应古李林思想的指令的时候。
“要做到这一点，你将成为第五适任者，”他们说，“我们已经为你准备了去新东京的交通工具。”
~〜
他们是一个破碎的母亲的各个方面。但是，他可以选择他的形态的事实难道不足以象征她的“自由”吗？
~〜
他低头看着他的李林附属物。手。仅因为心之壁而固定在一起。（哪里不对。）
然后，他感觉到了。一个强大的，似曾相识的立场，比任何他感觉到的要厚。（耳语声。关于失去的耳语声。关于痛苦的耳语声。）
他的身体产生振动。（空气粒子形成驻波。非自然的模式。李林的创作。）音乐。欢乐颂。
他的李林身体说：“唱歌能滋润心灵。这是李林所创建文明的最高成就。”当李林注意到他的时候，他感到（不一定是他的）异样情愫。 （温暖。喜爱。）
他听到他的形态说，“你不觉得么，碇真嗣？”
他现在明白，为何他在第一次醒来时会犯那个错。李林对他的爱慕增加了。立场柔和下来。李林需要他人的亲近。他的身体，当然，是理想的替代品。像他身体这样的解决方案不应该存在的，但不知怎么就是存在。
他对他们一开始便直呼其名并不惊讶。他的身体为李林微笑，即使他自己踌躇。