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“I know, big brother. I always knew.”

“Am I?” The silver eyes softened, and for a moment, it was just Yonha again. His Yonha. The one who laughed at Weiss’s grumbling. The one who saved him a piece of bread even when she was hungry. “You feel it, don’t you? The wrongness. The way the world is just a little too quiet. The way the sky has no birds. The way no one has seen a baby born in twelve years. Replicants cannot reproduce, big brother. You’ve been tending a garden of ghosts.” NieR Replicant ver122474487139

She tilted her head. A gesture so familiar, so her , that Nier’s heart cracked. “I remembered,” she said. “I remembered what I am.” “I know, big brother

“Grimoire Weiss is a floating book with a superiority complex and no legs,” Nier interrupted, forcing a grin. “What does he know about danger?” The one who laughed at Weiss’s grumbling

It was called the Archivist.

“Yonha!” Nier shouted, sprinting through the streets. “YONHA!”

“I am not,” Nier replied.