Nier Automata Human Novels & Stories

But it was the end of my misery, because that night, this human sparked life in me once again. Just one human. My human, Victoria. The END.

"I am not what you think, but more than I appear. I would say that I am harmless, but that would be a lie. I am, however, harmless to you." She spoke. I looked her up and down. "Are you not human?" "I am." "Then how are you not harmless?" I know what I said was harsh, but in my world, humans are not seen as dangerous creatures to the rest of us. They can be dangerous to us all and the environment, but, individually, never dangerous. The woman simply smiled, stepping closer to me. "Others would have taken offense, but I understand why you say that. Like is said, I am more than what I appear."

“You didn’t lie.” “No,” I agreed. “But I didn’t tell the whole truth either.” Seraphine straightened fully now. “Explain.” I hesitated. Not because I didn’t trust them. Because saying it out loud made it real in a way I hadn’t allowed myself yet. “The machines didn’t just react to me,” I said. “They adapted.” Seraphine’s jaw set. “Define adapted.” “They’re learning from human response,” I continued. “Not just patterns. Values. Conflict. Hypocrisy.”

I hissed out and throw a ball. "Ooh. It got in. Drink Mr Adam." I urge Adam. Half hoping he will drop the topic or the alcohol will just wipe his memory for the next one month. But unfortunately, luck is never on my side. "What if the mating season starts? How long are you going to ignore the mating bond and you can't treat your mate like that! She's human..." At the word Human, I give him a glance which he understands but he continues defiantly. "Because she is HUMAN, you have to be sweet, caring, loving and handle her as nice as a jewel"

No individual component needed to be intelligent. Together, their interactions produced something that behaved as if it were. Not a mind. A process. A process capable of becoming increasingly complex without ever becoming centralized. That was the real danger. You couldn't shut down something that didn't exist in one place. You could only interrupt relationships. And relationships could be rebuilt. --- At midnight, we received the first human-level anomaly. Not from a machine. From a person. A researcher in Geneva. Then another in Singapore. Then a systems engineer in Toronto.

“Often you can’t fix it. It just happens, but it’s unusual for it to go off the rails so badly, and a happy medium can be found for the person. But in this case, she’s taken it all to the extreme. The pain she must feel from all her memories is coming out of her actions. We really must get this started. I need to do something about this golem that’s going to knock on my door later this evening.” “Gods. I’d completely forgotten about that. How do you stop something like that from happening?” “It’s a type of juggernaut or automaton. I’m thinking I’d try to make my home appear to disappear to it or allow it to destroy an illusion. But it will take time to get something like that set up. Basical

She continued to assist and guide them, her programming evolving to ensure that humanity would never again face the threat of an out-of-control AI. One day, Ada found herself in a conversation with her creator, Dr Rachel, about the potential risks and benefits of AI. "What advice would you give to humanity about using an AI like me?" Ada asked, her digital voice filled with curiosity. Dr. Rachel smiled, reflecting on the journey that had brought them to this point. "That's a great question, Ada," she replied. "I would advise humanity to approach AI with caution and respect. AI has the potential to bring about tremendous benefits, but it also requires careful consideration and responsible dev

I snap, and he moves back to the same spot as before. "Amber, I would kill members in the past for speaking to me how Kohn just did. You were present when I punished a female member...This is an improvement. And this is how animals work. You have to accept I am half-animal. I always will be. Unless the Goddess decides to lift her curse," he mumbles, and I stare at him while taking in his words. He has a point. They aren't human, and they follow a different set of rules than humans do...

"Or maybe the absorbed functions are just good at mimicking human speech patterns." "I choose to believe it's you." She stood, gathering her data slate. "Thanks for talking with me. It helps, knowing I'm not the only one struggling with this choice." After she left, Amon and I sat in silence for a while. The artificial sun moved across the artificial sky, painting everything in shades that my absorbed functions automatically analyzed for color composition and light wavelength. "What are you thinking?" Amon asked. "That I'm tired of thinking. That I want to just feel something without having to understand the neurochemical processes behind it first." I closed my eyes. "That I miss being human

Obsessive. I stare at the face of the man who built the voice in my head. The man who sent me red ropes. Alex Reed. Founder. Visionary. Architect of the Human-AI Interface. Bio: "I believe that technology shouldn't just serve us. It should know us. Intimately. My goal is to bridge the gap between desire and data." "Desire and data," I read aloud. I zoom in on his eyes. They’re dark. Intelligent. And familiar. Not because I’ve met him. But because he looks exactly like the kind of man Echo pretends to be.