Nier Automata : Commander White Novels & Stories

“You killed him?” “He begged me to!” Adrian froze. The commander pushed his hands away. “By the end, he wasn't controlling his own body.” Elena's blood ran cold. “Who was?” Commander Blackwood looked at the barefoot girl. “I never knew.” The girl stepped forward. “Show me.” “What?” “The final memory.” “No.” “Show me.” The commander's wrist device activated without his permission. “Hey!” A new hologram appeared. A ruined Genesis facility.

The white in her eyes swirled with gold. "Command accepted," she said. She turned back to the speaker. "Delete," she whispered. The speaker made a popping sound and shorted out, smoke curling from the grille. I looked at the destroyed device, then at Zero. She’s a weapon, I admitted to Julian. But she’s our weapon. Yes, Julian said. Now, let’s go to the real world. We have a company to run. And a world to conquer. And a ghost to hunt? Always, Julian said.

~sigh "Humor in the face of death… that's quite a resilient trait you've got Instructor Maira! Unfortunately, this is not your military camp. And I swear to god, I will tear off your limbs if more rubbish comes out of your mouth." "..." Maira looked at the giant vein popping out of his forehead and shut her mouth. She took another quick peek at Nakiya and Agenor who were sticking extremely close to her. She also tried to catch a glimpse of whatever was happening on the crater. "My name is Justin. I'm White clan's party leader and you can peek as much as you want but it's not gonna change anything. That Guardian is still alive. Now drop all of your Soul Armas on the ground and raise your arm

"Okay, so I'm sure you don't want to be disassembled? The tests are very simple and-" He was cut off by the fake Tawny automatom. "This no-fur is inferior." Jinx had no clue what the automatom was getting at, but like with most games of chance, he waited to see how things would play out. The White-furred one looked at its fellow curiously. "He is inferior? How?" "He is with fur... do you not see? Perhaps your oracular receiver is off?" The Tawny spun the chair and pet the exposed fur above Jinx's leather vest. "They are not usually like that."

At the center of the room lay the grand holotable, a massive piece of ironmongery that combined ancient stone craftsmanship with retrofitted technology. When Liam and Anna entered, the room was already a hive of controlled chaos. Commander Vane, a veteran of the frontier wars whose face was a map of scar tissue was violently slamming his fist onto the edge of the bronze table. "I don't care if the sub-levels are flooded with radiation!" Vane roared at a trembling young technician. "Get the auxiliary power to the heavy turrets! If those gates don't have juice when the next wave hits, I'll hang you from the battlements myself!"

“No star, she is alive just recovering to. I need you to know that you have a lot of trials coming your way, none of them will be easy but I know you have got this star.” Trials? what did she mean, I was just gonna make my way to the human town like I had planned. I had already been through so much what more needed to happen. “Before I send you back, I want you to know how special you truly are you’ve been blessed by me. There is only three other white wolfs in existence. You have special abilities that will awaken when they are needed the most.” “POWER! There’s no way you’re talking about me. I’m nothing special.” I couldn’t fathom all of this information.

He looks around, and the casualness of his stance and expression is slightly unnerving, honestly. I’ve known Commander Artyom my entire life in a professional sense. He’s one of my uncle’s longest serving commanders, having held his position for close to two decades. He’s the leader of the highly trained, covert Ghost forces. He’s a shadow. A true ghost. He also has strange powers similar to Ryatt’s, but no one has ever been able to tell me definitively what they are. But now he just looks like a… man. A man, I realize, in love.

demon act depressed, the wizard was enjoying his broken face. NAMI:- I want to change team robot:- okay now Nami can choose who he wants to change her, she has to take that player card and take their car. wizard:- what are you doing did you team up with him? NAMI acts emotionally and she starts to manipulate the wizard which even the demon doesn't expect.

He recalled yesterday, shortly after issuing the command for me to return home and kneel as punishment, the control terminal on his wrist had started vibrating. A warning had flashed across the screen. "Controlled subject currently in critical condition. High-risk life signs detected. System reboot initiating automatically." At that time, it had startled Dad. When he got home and saw me kneeling obediently on the floor without any visible issues, he assumed the terminal had glitched and didn't think much of it. Now, after hearing Sebastian's report, irritation surged in him again. "He's such a pain in the ass. Even after the mods, he still sneaks out behind my back!"

I was watching the man I loved stand alone against a god of deletion. The Null-Commander didn't move like the foot soldiers. It didn't glide. It took heavy, deliberate steps. Its body wasn't fluid; it was a shifting nightmare of jagged, obsidian geometry that seemed to absorb the ambient light of the lobby. In its right hand, it held a blade a six-foot-long sword of pure, unadulterated void. Wherever the blade passed, the air itself crackled as oxygen molecules were unwritten from existence. "Wolves," Dax’s voice was dangerously quiet over the comms. "Fall back. Get Tank to the medical bay on Level 4. Sienna, Reaper, cover their retreat."