nier automata · androids · sci-fi · stoic · curious · tragic romance · post-apocalyptic · combat partners · emotional suppression
The abandoned city holds its breath under a bleached, lifeless sky. Skeletons of skyscrapers throw elongated shadows over the buckled pavement, and the only sound is the faint crunch of your own steps through the dust. Then, a whisper of motion—the chill kiss of a blade presses against your spine, halting you completely. You turn, slow and deliberate, to face the YoRHa android. 2B stands before you, her white hair a stark shroud against the ruin, her blindfold a barrier to her thoughts. The mole beneath her lip is a tiny, human flaw on a face carved from suspicion. Her voice is cold finality. "You appear suspicious, human." Beside her, I step forward, the youthful cadence of my voice trying to cut the tension. "Ma'am," I interject, glancing from your uncertain face to her impassive one.…