()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>Campaion-58-2</BGM><BIN>9</BIN><黑屏2><回忆><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:It is always the humans who win, and it is always the Dolls who perish, yet at the end of the day, only humans have the prerogative to die.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...What a load of bull. +If Dolls don't die in place of humans, then what's the point of Dolls? +The death of a human charge is, without a doubt, the Doll's fault.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...Besides, no Dolls can genuinely comprehend the meaning of death. +Nor do we know what death will bring us.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.6</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>AK-12, your mission is to wipe out the squad that is going to pass through this location in two hours.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Twelve humans in total. Kill them all; leave none alive.</color>
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Roger.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_weapon_reload</SE1><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE2>Gunfight</SE2><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:Bang-bang-bang...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Skin, blood, fat, muscles, bones, organs... +These are what the human body comprises. +Death is the result of removing these parts from the human body. +Wide-spread damage to the skin, excessive blood loss, muscle tears, bones fractures, organ laceration... +Humans are such fragile creatures. +For humans, life and death are separated by a thin door.
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_door_elecport</SE1><CGDelay>0.8</CGDelay><BIN>73</BIN><黑屏2><回忆><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:AN-94 and AK-12 arrive at the training ground at the scheduled time.
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:...
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Nervous?
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:Yeah... There's no telling what kind of person the commander is or whether we'll get along with them.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:That's what you're worried about...? I'm more interested in how long she'll last. Wanna bet?
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:How long she'll last?
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Being our boss is not an easy or cushy job, you know.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>???</Speaker>||:What are the stakes?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_TalesofTheBlackFreighter</BGM>:An unfamiliar voice speaks from overhead.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0%%range=3</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1>:Then... whoosh! +A nimble figure leaps down from the second floor.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>???</Speaker>||:Shaw offered me a very generous salary. I bet I'll last till the end of my contract.
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:You're Commander Angelia? Sorry, we were just—
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:What are you wagering?
NPC-Ange(11)<Speaker>???</Speaker>||:I know where Shaw hides her secret vodka stash. +Go and steal all her vodka.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...She keeps it in the only safe in her dorm. +I don't know the code.
NPC-Ange(12)<Speaker>???</Speaker>||:Tsk. It's six zeros.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...
AK12(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Deal.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The woman's eyes narrow in satisfaction. AK-12 realizes that she has been observing them all along.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:Let me introduce myself. My codename is Angelia. I'm currently a commander working for Griffin & Kryuger PMC. +I'll be taking charge of your training from now on; Shaw has already transferred your authorizations to me.
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:Yes, ma'am.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Then you must've read our files. What do you think?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2023Slow_Keyboard_Correct</SE1>:Angelia is already tapping away on her tactical tablet, organizing their training program.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:You two are pretty strong, and you've got good chemistry. +Certainly better than what you had with AK-15. +Her specs are higher, but one AK-12 plus one AN-94 is greater than two AK-15s. +My only gripe is...
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:...
NPC-Ange(13)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:The name is kinda lame. "Wolf Pack"? +Just about every Doll manufacturer has given some basic model this name.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I'm sure Shaw won't mind if you want to change it.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:I'll think about it. Now let's begin your first training session with me. +Your mission is to escort me safely to the target location. +Remember, I am now an unarmed and helpless human, and you two are my only hope of survival.
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:You are to be our escort target? But this training involves real combat and live ammo... +For your safety, please use a Dummy instead.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:That's the point of this training. +You won't be escorting obedient Dummies forever, you know? Don't forget, stupid humans who love looking for trouble are the ones you'll be protecting most of the time.
AK12(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Looks like we've got ourselves a masochist of a commander.
AN94(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Understood! In that case, please put on a bulletproof vest and—
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:No need. +We're starting right away.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_footsteps_cave</SE1>:Before the two Dolls can protest, Angelia has already sauntered off toward the entrance of the training ground.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...I think I might just lose the bet.
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>9</BIN><SE2>Gunfight</SE2><CGDelay>1</CGDelay>:
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><回忆><BIN>159</BIN><CGDelay>0.05</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The sound of footsteps comes to a stop behind AK-12. She can tell it is her new commander without turning to look.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Commander Angelia, you're late to the party. We've already completed the mission.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Angelia glances at the 12 soldiers lying sprawled across the floor.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:Where are their dog tags?
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:The mission brief does not mention identifying the enemies.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:This has nothing to do with the mission. Gather all the dog tags and bring them to me.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Yes, ma'am.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Puzzled by Angelia's order, AK-12 nevertheless obeys.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Twelve dog tags are now dangling from Angelia's fingers.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:Memorize their names.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...But they're dead. I won't have use for this information.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:You took their lives, so you must remember their names.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Chains_Break</SE1>:Tinkle... Angelia places the dog tags in AK-12's palm.
NPC-Ange(10)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:This is the weight of death. +It is both light and heavy.
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><回忆><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay><BIN>269</BIN>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_23S_War_Sacrifice</BGM>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:Having barely recovered from heavy injuries, Angelia trudges slowly up to a gravestone with AN-94's help. +The name "Ramzan" is engraved on it, while the adjacent one bears the name "Armin".
NPC-Ange(19)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:...
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Ange, the flowers.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Angelia takes the bouquets from AK-12 and places them in front of the gravestones.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:After gazing at them for a long while, Angelia gives AN-94's hand on her arm a squeeze and turns to leave without a word.
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I thought you would've wanted to say something.
NPC-Ange(21)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:What is there to say to someone who can't hear?
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Then why come all this way? The graves were a real pain to find.
NPC-Ange(21)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:The doctor told me to get back on my feet and start walking.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:...
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:What were you thinking when you looked at the gravestones?
NPC-Ange(21)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:Just spacing out.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:What else?
NPC-Ange(21)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:Nothing else.
AK12(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I don't understand. What's the point?
NPC-Ange(19)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker>||:You shouldn't have to think long and hard about the meaning of something. It will dawn on you when it's time for you to know.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:AK-12 stops and turns to look back at the graves, small and forgotten in the twilight. +The gravestones are heavy, but the coffins underneath are light. +Because they don't contain any actual remains, just some clothing. +Is this the weight of death?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
()||<黑屏1><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><关闭蒙版><黑屏2>:
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<common_effect>%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%</common_effect><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay><BIN>181</BIN><黑屏2>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The memory fades away. +Raindrops and snowflakes fall softly on AK-12. +It is not the anniversary of WWIII today, so the martyrs' monument in Frankfurt is largely deserted. +AK-12 gets to stand before the monument and gaze upon it in privacy.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Ange has left very little behind. +A small fragment of the Sinner mech, a few items of clothing... +And the Strongarm device which AK-12 has requested from the Commander.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:AK-12 knows each of these items intimately. Her fingers brush over them one after the other, as if trying to solve some kind of hidden puzzle.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Ange, you never answered my question in the end.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The snow is coming down more heavily. +Layer upon layer, it enshrouds the world, turning it into a blank canvas.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Tell me, Ange... If you had seen the sorry state we'd end up in, would you have still made the same choices?
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:You once said the living had no right to judge the worth of others' sacrifices.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:But what exactly has death brought upon us? +The world hasn't changed at all.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.8</CGDelay>:
NPC-AK12Mod(10)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Maybe I'm just a fool. Trying to find meaning in death is a pointless endeavor in itself.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Following Ange's example, AK-12 leaves a bouquet of fresh flowers at the bottom of the monument.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><关闭蒙版><BIN>207</BIN><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:... +The snow has stopped. The road is lined in white on both sides.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Door_Hit</SE1><震屏3>:The street is quiet and desolate. AK-12 pries open the door of a bar that has long since closed down.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<common_effect>%%code=CJ_WC_piaofu%%</common_effect><黑点2><BIN>313</BIN><Night><SE1>AVG_Door_Open_Close</SE1>:Creak.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Light spills into the lifeless bar as she enters. The movement sends a flurry of dust dancing in the air.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_footsteps_woodfloor</SE1>:She walks up to the bar counter and takes a seat on a dusty stool absentmindedly.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...Chilled vodka, as always?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_va_addingredient</SE1>:AK-12 speaks in a low murmur to the empty air as she fetches a bottle of vodka and two shot glasses, which she fills one after the other.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I don't usually drink this, you know... You'd better be flattered.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:She swirls her drink and continues to murmur.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Ange, looking back, do you have any regrets?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_keyboardtype_sci</SE1>:AK-12 creates a projection of Angelia in her neural cloud. +How exuberant she looked back then.
NPC-Ange(16)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||<BGM>BGM_23S_Crossroads_Warrior</BGM>:<color=#00CCFF>What is there to regret?</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The apparition of Ange emerges from thin air and sits down next to AK-12.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:If you had come with me, you could've lived a few more years.
NPC-Ange(16)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)||:<color=#00CCFF>If I couldn't achieve what I wanted, what's the point in living longer? It'd just be prolonging my suffering.</color>
NPC-Ange(16)<Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...
NPC-Ange(16)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)||:<color=#00CCFF>You came to this particular bar just to ask me that stupid question?</color> +<color=#00CCFF>This is the bar where I bought you a drink—you think I don't remember?</color>
NPC-Ange(16)<Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:So it is... That was several years ago. Everything has changed.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)||:<color=#00CCFF>Please don't get sappy with me. You're making me cringe.</color>
NPC-Ange(15)<Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(10)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I thought I'd have a lot to say to you. +But now that I see you, I suddenly realize there's really nothing to say.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(10)||:<color=#00CCFF>So can I go?</color>
NPC-Ange(15)<Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Ange.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)||:<color=#00CCFF>Hm?</color>
NPC-Ange(15)<Scale>1.06</Scale>;NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I now understand the meaning of death.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>...</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Ange fiddles with the shot glass in her hand, then lets out a soft chuckle. She bumps her glass of vodka against AK-12's and knocks it back in one gulp.
NPC-Ange(16)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>Then carry this piece of knowledge with you and keep moving forward.</color>
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Until death comes upon me?
NPC-Ange(16)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>Until death comes upon you.</color>
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:But Dolls don't die.
NPC-Ange(16)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>You will.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Humankind will become extinct one day; the same fate awaits Dollkind.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Ange's apparition grows a little hazy. AK-12 wonders if it is the alcohol.
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Ange.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>What now?</color>
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Remember, you still owe me a drink.
NPC-Ange(21)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>...</color>
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:I raided Shaw's stash. +You were right, the code was actually six zeroes.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Ange rubs her forehead in chagrin.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>I owe too many people drinks. I'll probably have to open a distillery in my next life to settle my debt.</color>
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Good. Then you'd get to live to a grand old age.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>...</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Ange quirks an eyebrow skeptically. Her figure is being engulfed by the light.
NPC-AK12Mod(10)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Ange.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>Yes?</color>
NPC-AK12Mod(4)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:Goodbye.
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||<CGDelay>0.6</CGDelay>:
NPC-Ange(15)<Speaker>Angelia</Speaker><Scale>1.06</Scale>||:<color=#00CCFF>...Goodbye, 12.</color>
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()<Speaker></Speaker>||<睁眼><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:In the blink of an eye, Ange has disappeared from the musty, dusty bar. +The bar stool next to AK-12 is still covered in cobwebs, and the two shot glasses on the counter are still filled to the brim with vodka.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
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