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// Relic of the Past 
// Story: Nier: Anthropogene 
// by StardustSprinkle 
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"This is the most 'modern' place I've seen!" Sunset marvels at the abandoned factory as they enter: "Though this is supposed to be the future for me."
"The replicants aren't the sharpest tool," Number 2 comments: "Nor are the shades."
"One has no soul, and one has nobody," Sunset shrugs: "Guess that's the best they can do."
"By the way, what was life like exactly in your time?" Number 2 asks while carefully accessing the area.
"We had fleshing toilets," Sunset explains: "And running water in houses."
"That must be convenient," Number 2 answers, after making sure that the area is danger-free: "What else?"
"We also had better ovens," Sunset says: "They are much easier to use."
"I'd love to have one of those," Number 2 says as the two strolls down the empty halls.
"So, how long have you been here?" Sunset asks, following closely behind her android counterpart. 
"Don't know," Number 2 shrugs: "Long enough to know everything around."
"Ok," Sunset replies, assuming that the android doesn't want to have a conversation now. The pair kept walking as the sounds of machines operating gets louder and louder.
"Careful!" Number 2 shouts, holding her comically large sword in a defensive position.
Sunset, almost choking on her own saliva, hastily holds her spear up as a small square-shaped robot slowly approaches: "Ehh...what was that?"
"A machine!" The android says through gritted teeth before mercilessly crushing the little robot.
"You really don't like robots, do you?" Sunset carefully surveys the situation as the android hyperventilates.
"Machines..." Number 2 groans, her eyes full of rage.
"Ok..." A little worried for her friend's well-being, Sunset tries to say something to meditate the tension: "Look, those things...they..."
"Save the chatter," Number 2 says with a cold tone as she examines the remaining: "This thing is equipped with electric shocking devices designed to incapacitate foes."
"I guess it's a part of a defensive protocol," Sunset adds: "It's designed to shock any intruders before the security personnel comes in." 
"Security personnel?" Number 2 frowns in confusion: "Why do you need a human to come in when you can just kill the enemy?"
"Because..." Stunned by the realization that her friend was raised in a different cultural background, Sunset struggles to come up with an explanation: "They don't deserve to be killed? Humans, at least in my age, don't always see intruding in private properties as an offense punishable by death."
"When say intruders," Number 2 leans her sword against the wall: "Are they humans?"
"What?" Sunset made a face: "Yes, in most cases."
"Well, that explains why," Number 2 exhales, her eyes focused on her hands.
"Of course," Sunset frowns, as she notices the hands of her android friend shake ever so slightly: "You sure the sword isn't too heavy?"
"What are you talking about?" Number 2 picks the sword up effortlessly with one hand before swinging it around in an unnecessary fanciful way just to demonstrate her strength and mastery of the martial arts.
"Ok," Sunset scratches the back of her head: "Then let's get going."