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// Beginning of the End Part 1 
// Story: Nier: The Last Human 
// by StardustSprinkle 
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"Anemone, Anemone! Wake up!"
"Wha...huh?" Anemone opens her eyes. 
"Thank goodness you are ok!" Sunset says: "You were out cold for hours!"
"What happened?" Anemone asks, sitting up from her bed.
"Apparently, the giant machine shark in the Flooded City released an EMP blast so strong that a lot of androids are affected to different degrees."Sunset answers, handing Anemone a cup of water.
"Thank you," Anemone takes the cup: "How's everyone else doing?"
"Some were out cold. You are the last one to wake up," Sunset says, pouring herself a cup as well: "Some are experience malfunctions in differents after waking up. You, lucky you, are perfectly fine. Don't worry; I watched over everything when you were out."
"Thank you," Anemone says: "So I guess our transmitters are out as well?"
"Correct," Sunset says before gulping the entire cup: "Some tech guys are trying to fix it now. I also sent out a few to look for the twins. Their skills are needed now."
"Thank you," Anemone says: "I didn't know you are so good at managing things."
"Don't mention it," Sunset says, pouring herself another cup: "Say, Anemone, do you happen to know an android named Number 4?"
"What?" Anemone says, eyes widen: "How do you know about her?"
"While I was hibernating," Sunset says, holding the cup in her hands: "I had a dream where this android called Number 4 tried to convince her captain to wake me up, and they thought I was some kind of abandon project."
"What happened next?" Anemone asks, putting her cup on a table.
"Then they had some trouble with the machines," Sunset answers: "They lost 12 units already and had to go somewhere else. At first, I thought it was a dream. But something tells me it's more than that."
"I see," Anemone says: "You see, Sunset, they..."
"Glory to Mankind!" 
Their conversation was cut short as another android enters the tent: "Ma'am, we've found the twins!"
"Glory to Mankind!" Sunset salutes back: "Great! Are they doing ok?"
"Yes, ma'am! They are already working on treating other androids as we speak."
"Great! Good to know! Report back if anything goes wrong!"
"Yes, ma'am!" the android replies before leaving the tent.
"You see what I have to deal with?" Sunset says, relaxing her body after saluting all the way through their conversation: "I just can't deal with the formality anymore!"
"I see," Anemone says, barely holding her laughter: "That's...unexpected."
"I tell you, things are..."
"Anemone!" 
Their conversation was interrupted as 2B bluntly breaks into the tent: "Do you know anything called...Glory to Mankind!" 
"No, no, it's ok, no need for such formality!" Sunset says, pouring 2B a cup of water: "Here, relax! How can we help you?"
"Sorry, ma'am, I didn't see you there," 2B says, taking the cup from Sunset's hand.
"Please call me Sunset," Sunset says: "How cal we help you?"
"9S was blasted off to an unknown location by the EMP location; I just want to know whether you have a scanner."
"The twins got one," Anemone answers: "They are just back from an expedition."
"Ok, thank you!" 2B replies before leaving the tent. 
"Man, she must care a lot for 9S," Sunset says, taking a sip from her cup: "Just look at how frazzled she is!" 
"Yeah, and she never leaves before you finish your sentence," Anemone says: "But still, why is she so worried? Being this worried would negatively impact efficiency."
"It may be hard to explain this to an android," Sunset says: "But she can't help it. She knows it's bad, but she can't hold it in."
"You, that reminds of a friend," Anemone says: "Actually, she looks exactly like 2B."
"Really?"
"Really, and her name was Number 2." Anemone answers: "Unfortunately, she is missing now, and no one knows whether she's dead or alive."
"Oh my," Sunset says: "I am sorry to hear this."
"It's ok," Anemone says: "Enough chatter, I should go back to work."
"And I need to take a break," Sunset says: "How do you put up with so much work every day?"
"You get used to it," Anemone says: "Now that you are here, we may be able to take shifts if needed."



"Devola, Popola, do you guys have a moment?" 
"I do," Popola whispers: "Sorry that I can't stand up and salute you. Devola is asleep, so..."
"I see, you guys must be exhausted," Sunset looks down on the twins as Devola leans on Popola's shoulder: "Thank you guys for everything."
"It's our honor," Popola replies: "How can I help you?"
"Do you remember what happened 7000, no, 8000 years ago?" Sunset asks.
"Unfortunately, no. Our model went berserk a long time ago and caused havoc, and..."
"And all of your models were wiped out aside from you two, correct?" Sunset cuts Popola off.
"Y...yes, but we have no recollection as to what happened. As a matter of fact, no one knows."
"Do you guys feel bad about it?" Sunset asks.
"We feel horrible," Popola says, looking down on the ground: "It's painful, really. You feel bad for something you didn't know. Sometimes, I wish someone could tell us what happened so that we can make it up."
"Is that so," Sunset close her eyes, clutching ever tighter to her spear: "I thank you for saving me, but I am afraid I can't forgive you for what happened."
"I understand," Popola says: "but can you at least tell me what happened?"
"You don't want to know," Sunset answers, turning her back on them: "I won't tell anyone. Just get some rest and get ready for tomorrow."
"But..."
"Popola," Sunset says: "I wanted to be friends with you two. However, it's hard after learning the truth. Don't worry, I will forever be grateful for you two saved my life. Just never try to find out what you did; you can't take it."
Yes, long ago, the "Twins" models watched over the humans. However, one particular pair raised a man who ultimately destroyed humans. After that event, all the "Twins" models were eliminated. Yet, the pair, which indirectly destroyed humanity, were preserve. After having their memories cleared, the twins were assigned to stay on Earth. Eventually, they ran across the last human in existence and saved her life.