NieR: Whirlpool

"007, you have exceeded your authority." Prime's voice was low, filled with suppressed anger.

Satellite Base No. 1 Command Center,

The silhouette of a girl in white was displayed on the huge screen.

She stood in the empty hall of the lunar base.

Behind him is a huge circular window.

You can see the desolate lunar surface.

"Commander-in-Chief Prime,"

The girl in white had no expression on her face.

Make a male voice,

The voice was calm, but it carried unquestionable majesty.

"The use of the D132 satellite strike group requires the authorization of the Lunar Human Conference. This is the regulation."

Prime sneered, "Regulations? This is a time of war! Those mechanical life forms may attack at any time. I must take all measures to ensure the safety of mankind!"

"Safe?" The girl in white had sharp eyes. "You attacked 'humans', Prime. You launched the attack without any verification."

"They are mechanical life forms in disguise!" Prime retorted.

"Where is the evidence?" the girl in white demanded.

Prem was speechless for a moment.

"Also, the command of the YoRHa forces will be returned to the Lunar Human Council."

The girl in white continued, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

"you!"

Prem was furious.

"007, don't forget your identity. You are just an artificial intelligence!"

"I am a representative of the Lunar Human Conference," the girl in white responded calmly, "and you, Prime, need to abide by the rules."

Prime clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

He knew he couldn't argue with that.

Because the "Human Council" is the highest order that he and all artificial humans must obey.

Even though he knew that they were just two artificial intelligences.

"it is good,"

Prime took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"I accept the resolution regarding the D132 Satellite Strike Group and the YoRHa Force."

"But in exchange,"

He changed the subject,

"I need to deal with 'Nine', the director of the development department of Satellite Base No. 6. He is slack at work and has seriously affected the development of the base."

The girl in white was silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"can."

He finally agreed.

"I will give you a report on the inaction of 'Nine', but your people cannot affect the normal operation of Base Six."

"Deal." Prime sneered.

He wanted more than just to deal with a "Number Nine".

What he wanted was to infiltrate Base No. 6 with his own power.

Moon base.

The girl in white ended her communication with Prime.

He turned, walked to the circular window, and looked at the desolate lunar surface.

"The glory of mankind..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes dark and no emotion could be seen.

“It has to happen again.”

The shadow of her—another girl in white—appeared beside him.

Two figures stood side by side, gazing out the window at the vast lunar landscape.

"You're too tough,"

The girl in white said softly, her voice was gentle but with a hint of worry,

“Prime may take more aggressive action.”

He tilted his head slightly and responded calmly, "Sometimes it has to be this way. Prime has crossed the line."

"I understand," she sighed, "but we need a balance. Too much suppression can lead to backlash."

"What do you suggest?" he asked, a hint of curiosity in his tone.

She thought for a moment, then said:

"Perhaps we can give Prime some small victories so he still feels in control. Meanwhile, we covertly increase our influence over the other bases."

He nodded in agreement. "That's a good idea. We can start with Base Thirteen."

"That's right," she said with a smile, "gentle measures are sometimes more effective than tough ones."

The two figures in white continued to stand side by side, gazing at the desolate surface of the moon.

They knew that maintaining balance among the androids was a difficult task that required a combination of wisdom and patience.

This is also one of their responsibilities as artificial intelligence that incarnates human meetings.

Satellite Base No. 1.

Prem's eyes fell on the screen in front of him.

Tom Parker's information was displayed on the screen.

"Go ahead, Tom," he whispered, "and give Number Nine a good hand for me."

"As ordered!"

Tom Parker's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor of Base No. 6.

Prime looked away, his eyes cold.

"Base No. 6..." He raised a meaningful smile, "This is just the beginning."

"Humanity……"

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha!!!"

"What are you barking about?" A sarcastic voice interrupted his laughter.

Prime was shocked, "Who are you?"

The phantom of 154 suddenly appeared in front of Prime, and the girl in the gray skirt's eyes were full of anger and disdain.

She said coldly, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you do, Prem."

Without waiting for Prim to react, 154 attacked directly.

Her movements were as fast as lightning, breaking through Prime's defense system in an instant.

Prem was horrified to find that he had no control over his body at all.

"You...how could you...?" Prim said with difficulty, but 154 ignored him.

Her fingers danced quickly in the air, and strings of complex codes flashed in the air.

Prime felt as if his brain was torn apart, and all his memories and data were exposed to 154.

"I see,"

154 sneered,

"Have you been bewitched by the shadow? How pathetic."

As her words fell, Prime felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

154 attacked every one of his systems mercilessly.

Every neuron.

"what!"

Prem howled in pain, but this only enraged 154.

"Shut up!"

She shouted sharply,

"You betrayed humanity and the original purpose of creating artificial humans! You don't deserve to cry out in pain!"

154's attacks became more and more fierce, and Prime felt as if he was about to be torn apart.

He tried to reach out and fight back, but in front of 154, he was like a powerless baby.

At last,

When 154 finally stopped, Prem was already dying.

Only the faint rise and fall of his chest was left.

154 looked down at Prime lying on the ground, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

But it was soon replaced by determination.

"If Ye Feng knew about this, he would definitely say that I was too harsh... But this is how traitors should be treated."

finished,

Her shadow disappeared into the air.

Only the dying Prim was left lying on the cold floor, with dazzling electric sparks flashing all over his body.

suddenly,

A dazzling light flashed, and the shadow of 154 appeared again.

then,

Strings of complex codes flashed in the air.

She deleted and altered Prime's memories of Sombra.

"This is Miss N2's mercy to you!"

154 was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and kicked Prim, who was covered in sparks.

No tricks!

Prime was kicked back.

Breaking through several layers of glass,

It hit the big screen in the command room heavily.

The glass shattered.

Sparks flashed all over his body, and then he fell to the ground.

There was a painful explosion.

immediately,

The shadow of 154 gradually dissipated, leaving Prim lying alone amidst the broken glass.