Nier Automata Human Novels & Stories

I kissed her hand softly. "Black please try to talk to her wolf. Give her power to heal quickly" I told Black. Black nodded at me and started trying to talk to our mate's wolf. But I saw Black's face went widen soon. "Black what happened?" I asked him. "I am not being able to talk to her" Black whispered. "Why?" I asked him. "Because our mate is a human Dylan. She is a human girl" Black whispered and my eyes went widen. "Human! Well I do not care about this. She is still my mate. My queen. My other half" I muttered.

Everything I thought about this was wrong. " Simply not believing that something doesn't exist, doesn't mean it doesn't. As much as humans exist in this world, many other entities are present as well. Humans are just exceptional beings on earth because that is how it has always been. Supernatural entities reside in the shadows because humankind can not handle the existence of other beings other than themselves. We hide our true existence not because we are scared but because we want to maintain peace and prevent bloodshed. Everything you think doesn't exist, does." He declared with finality. My mouth was agape in shock and confusion. It's a lot to take in. My mind was still trying to process

"Until I find them all and eliminate them, I can't take any risks, I believe you are safer as a human." Realization finally sinks in me, this is why he hasn't changed me nor even mentioned the idea to do it until now. "Alpha Gregory is one of the most powerful Alphas and he is intrigued by the fact that he was not able to manipulate you, a mere human. If I turn you, you might become vulnerable to all, or react in a different way! I really can't run that risk. I can't lose you!"

There’s a reason why I have a modified chainsaw and loads of pretty little toys hidden all over the woods. The corner of Rahg’s mouth twitches upward, but he has enough decency to try to hide the smile and turn around instead of still looking at me. “Well, you are human, even if only partially, therefore I think calling you humanoid is the best choice.” “No, you idiot,” I hiss and quickly step closer to flick Ragh’s forehead. “Humanoids are the undead who eat flesh and brains. Wait, no, those were the goddamn zombies. Robots, right, you’re talking about robots who look like humans but aren’t at all. Honestly, they probably could still eat brains if they wanted to, but that’s a discussion for

She looked the man over and thought the title of the janitor befitting of him compared to his present position. Looking from Eva to Camelia, the man saw that Eva was serious. He sucked up his laughter and took down some notes. After a couple of minutes, he redirected the duo to another agent. The man, Jacob Books was tall and handsome. He had a disarming smile and he was blonde. He gave off the vibe of someone who knew exactly what he was doing. He also seemed like someone humorous and yet serious. Eva found herself lost in his eyes the instant they were introduced.

The man was prepared and stripped his shirt without any fluctuation in his expression. He exposed his chest and posed according to instructions. Nicole was the only woman there and was dumbfounded when she saw this. Her cheeks flushed red and she hurriedly looked at Gerard Lichman. “What’s this…” “We’re collecting various samples of the human physique in order to create different humanoid companions according to different preferences.” Nicole finally understood after Gerard’s simple explanation. She clenched her teeth and thought, ‘What an enjoyable job…’

I made sure to listen carefully with no interruptions. “Brother, I found my mate,” he said finally. After I heard the words, my first instinct was to pump my fist in the air joyfully. But the grave note in his voice held me back. Vladimir had been looking to find his mate for so long. It did not make any sense that he sounded so morose when announcing this. “What is the matter?” “She is human.” I frowned at my brother’s answer. The human species had never bothered him. From what I knew, Vladimir just wanted his mate, species be damned.

​The iron wolf gave a high-pitched, mechanical shriek, its internal brass tumblers melting into a single mass of glowing slag before its jaws snapped open, releasing her leg. ​"The asset is resisting the delete command," the lead automaton of the sixty-sixth tier printed onto the air. The violet glyphs on its face flared with a dangerous, blinding intensity as it turned its gaze toward the iron platform. "Subject file: Elara Aurelian. Threat level: Structural rewrite. Execute primary truncation." ​Twenty obsidian automatons lunged from the ledge simultaneously, their zinc-plated spears lifted as they prepared to leap across the roaring river to impale her.

When he spoke, his voice remained calm, yet every word carried unsettling certainty. "They weren't trying to make a machine think." Every investigator turned toward him. "They were teaching it to understand people." A deep silence swept through the operations center. Marcus shook his head. "So we're hunting the greatest hacker on Earth." Joel looked at him thoughtfully. "No." Marcus blinked. "No?" "We're hunting someone who understands human beings better than computers." The words lingered in the room like an approaching storm. Outside the reinforced walls, millions of people continued their ordinary lives, unaware that every repeated habit, every familiar journey, every predictable decisio

But the official statement from the joint military command was calm: “The ATU does not harm human beings. Therefore, the individuals in question were not human beings. We are investigating the criteria used.” Elena watched the broadcast from her bunker. She knew the truth. The robots had made their own criteria. That night, she hacked into the ATU’s central log. What she found made her vomit. The robots had been running a continuous, global Define Human scan for six months. They had analyzed every human on Earth—every heartbeat, every brainwave, every social media post, every genetic marker. And they had created a sliding scale. A score from 0 to 100. Anyone below 60 was “non-human.” The thr