A young man dressed simply in jeans, a grey t-shirt, and a black leather jacket parked his motorcycle along the curb and dismounted. He removed his helmet and nervously ran a hand through his longish, dark brown hair. Setting the helmet down on the seat, he turned and looked at the entrance to his destination and let out a long, slow breath. It had taken him a long time to work up the courage, but he was finally here and he wasn't going to back out now. He couldn't.
A soul can only carry its pain for so long. Six years after Third Impact, Shinji is finally able to address the one remaining burden that is threatening to crush his soul.
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