Nei: This is it... the silver dome! There's no mistake, this is it! Where's the entrance? Oh, there it is. I remember this place.... Without a doubt... ! Ah, this switch -- I can get into the interior from here. It looks like this is a dead end... Anybody? Is anybody here? Anybody? Huh? This... what the hell is this? There are people inside of these capsules?? They... they look just like me.. So does this one.. and that one, and this one too..! They all look just like me!! Just what the hell is this place?!

Voice: So you have returned, NM-1153.

Nei: Who's there?

Voice: I am Gene, the artificial intelligence overseer of the Bio-Dome. Have you forgotten?

Nei: Gene? Bio-Dome? I don't understand..!

Gene: It seems that when you left here, the shock from seeing the outside world caused you to lose your memories.

Nei: My memories? So then, I'm...

Gene: You are NM-1153. Based on a sample of genetic information prior to the 'Great Collaspe', I was able to complete you by cloning the damaged portions of DNA. You are the ultimate masterpiece of the NM-1000 Series.

Nei: I'm a.... clone?! So then, that means those capsules.... That can't be!

Gene: They are your sisters.

Nei: No! ....[breathes heavily]

Gene: What is the matter?

Nei: I'm a... clone? I'm a clone? If you're saying that you're the one who created me, then tell me! Who's clone am I? Who on earth am I? And what is that same dream that I have every single night?

Gene: Dream? You have dreams? What an interesting proclamation. I do not understand very well, but let us look into this. Place both of your hands on the board in front of the monitor to your left.

Nei: Here? Something is displaying on the monitor.

Gene: According to calculations, this is not supposed to occur. Somehow, through cloning it seems that the subconscious part of the original specimen is making itself known. * In the form of dreams, it has been displaying itself to you in bits and pieces.

Nei: I want to know! I want to know everything, not just bits and pieces!

Gene: Very well. To the extent which we can, let us reveal the information that is sealed away in your subconsciousness. *

Nei: Ehh.. Uwahhh!!

* * *

Neifirst:@Humans.... I hate self-centered humans!

Neisecond: But you were once a part of me!

Neifirst: You are supposed to loathe humans!

Neisecond: No! That isn't true at all... Sister, please... Please, stop doing this!

* * *
Nei: [panting]
* * *

Eusis:@Oh, I see.. You've been all alone this time?@Well starting today, you're not alone. I'll be your family.

Neisecond: Family?

Eusis:@Yes. So that is why we'll always be together.

* * *
Nei: [panting]
* * *

Eusis: Nei! Get a hold of yourself! Nei!

Neisecond: I'm sorry, Eusis.... It looks like.. I'm not gonna make it..... Please.... don't ever let them make another monster like me.... Promise me.... Promise....

* * *
Nei: Aaaaaaiiiiiiiiie! [pants]...... How.... how could another monster like me be created?! He promised me!

Gene: As a remaining system of the 'Great Collaspe', it is my task to perform Neitype research. You were created as a step towards birthing a new race capable of surviving the harsh enviroments following the 'Great Collaspe'.

Nei: Birthing a new race...? You created me for a reason like that?

Gene: Certainly, that is one reason.. However, I had another purpose for creating you.

Nei: Another purpose?

Gene: That is correct. That is, to wipe out human beings, the lesser lifeforms, from existence on this planet.

Nei: Why?

Gene: You should understand that already from seeing what the outside world is like. The destruction of the inferior species is only the natural choice by laws of nature. I made a judgment based on their incapability to survive, the NM-1000 Series will be used as a step towards conservation.

Nei: I'm beginning to remember more and more.. I'm even certain that I've heard those same words two years ago..

Gene: That's right, you were my ultimate masterpiece. To eliminate those archaeic humans, to open the doors to a new stage in history led by a bright, shining new race - for those reasons, you were born. ... Hmm? What happened to the ring on your neck?

Nei: Ring?

Gene: It seems to have come off somehow. Not only does that ring transmit a detailed current status of your body, it also has a built-in resonance-wave device that attracts bio-monsters.

Nei: ....So it really was the ring! So then, the reason why monsters randomly appeared wherever I went was all because of that ring. All because of that ring, grandfather was killed!

Gene: Killed? Is there something wrong with that? To manipulate bio-monsters and to cause the extinction of the human species; that is your mission. I have already made the appropriate preparations. I have successfully hacked into the main system's arsenal of weapons. Now then, under your command, go and wipe out the humans. Go out and create history as a new species, my daughter.

Nei: No, I won't.

Gene: What is the matter? You are not supposed to be able to refuse my orders.

Nei: I could care less! I... I was better off not having any memories. Of course there were lots of horrible things about it, like not knowing why I looked different from everybody, but... I... to be born just for the purpose of killing humans.. I just can't do that. I can't kill Rudy or any human.

Gene: Are you saying you will not obey my orders, no matter what?

Nei: No, I won't!

Gene: Somehow, it appears that you are defective. You will be erased.

[sounds of a capsule moving close up and then opening]

Nei: That.. looks just like me!

Gene: The neitype research has already advanced to the next level. The NM-2000 series surpasses the NM-1000 series in terms of both power and speed. 2011, it has become apparent that 1153 has gone insane. Quickly dispense of her.

NM-2011: I understand, Mother.


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