Kaworu is aware of the feel of life, but he does not open his eyes because of it. He is aware of the familiar smells, antiseptic and and disinfectants. He is aware of his own breathing, which he keeps slow and low, in case this is a place that is not friendly to Tabris. (All places are friendly to Kaworu Nagisa. That was just the way things worked ( Read more... )

Life is very different when there are no humans around. For most of his life, Kowaru had varied between opinions about what should be done with his own self and his own will. He had never even learned that 'will' existed until he was 12. He did not learn that he could employ it for himself until he was 14. And then he died ( Read more... )

An ash I know there stands,Yggdrasill is its name,a tall tree, showeredwith shining loam.From there come the dewsthat drop in the valleys.It stands forever green overUrðr's well.

He's dead, and that is all he knows ( Read more... )