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Dark...

Beep!

The monitors suddenly powered on, revealing the dust that had settled on their surfaces, briefly illuminating the surroundings.

A room...

Beep!

The machinery starts displaying a series of data; then the system initiates, and lights begin to flicker on, although not all at once.

The lights were flickering and dim.

Beep!

One of the monitors had begun recording the strange sound, and slowly but progressively, the sound became constant.

The displayed data is interrupted as if frozen with the results obtained in its analysis.

Bang!

Metal sheets fall to the ground, making their sound resonate throughout the room.

The sheets surrounded a capsule, and inside it was a man.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, causing him to open his eyes.

As thoughts began to form in his mind, a dense and confusing darkness seemed to envelop him. The monotonous and constant sound of the heart and respiratory monitors echoed distantly in his ears, creating a sense of strangeness.

Consciousness slowly emerged, as if emerging from a deep fog, and he realized he was immobilized, unable to move or breathe on his own.

A sense of panic enveloped him instantly as the understanding of what was happening set in. His body was trapped.

He tried to move, but the feeling of numbness and weakness overwhelmed him.

Each breath was a struggle, the breathing tube feeling strange and uncomfortable in his throat.

His eyes widened as he looked around, realizing he was inside a transparent glass capsule, isolated from the outside world. The dim lights inside the capsule revealed the shadows of the devices around him.

Impotence and vulnerability overwhelmed him.

As his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the capsule, he noticed the dust hanging in the air, giving a sense of abandonment. The room around him seemed old and decadent, with unfamiliar equipment covered in dirt.

The white light flickered, creating unsettling shadows on the walls.

The constant, high-pitched sound of the monitors continued, and he could feel the vibrations passing through his body, increasing his discomfort.

His gaze passed over the monitors displaying interrupted data. He couldn't understand what was happening, but anxiety and fear were growing in his chest.

When the metal sheets fell, revealing the capsule that imprisoned him, he realized he was in the center of a disturbing situation. The feeling of claustrophobia and helplessness increased as he tried to scream, but only a whisper escaped from the tube in his throat.

The man's eyes desperately searched for any sign of life beyond the capsule, but the outside world remained obscured by darkness.

His thoughts were a jumbled mess, his memory seemed blurry and fragmented, unable to provide any explanation for his current nightmare.

His heart rate increased with each passing moment as his hands touched the glass, desperately seeking an escape. The glass began to show signs of cracking, cracking with applied force.

The sharp sound of shattering glass echoed through the room; the glass had given way.

His body slid along with the liquid that surrounded him, causing shards of glass and the capsule structure itself to tear his skin, causing excruciating pain.

However, physical pain was nothing compared to the anguish that consumed him.

His body was now on the cold, damp floor of the room, lying amid debris and shards of glass. His wounded body bled and trembled due to the sudden temperature change.

Observing his surroundings, he realized that the decadent room was covered in dust, and some of the equipment showed signs of intense wear as if the place had been abandoned for years.

Still stunned by the sudden change in his reality, he tried to get up, struggling with weakness and pain.

The anxiety persisted, his heart still beating uncontrollably as he wondered how he had ended up in this place and what had happened during his time of unconsciousness.

A sense of comfort had slowly emerged, soothing his mind and body.

The way he rose and tried to stand was unsteady, struggling to adapt to his new body.

As he walked through the area, he couldn't help but notice that many of the machines were humanoid robots. Some were broken and rusty, while others remained silent and inactive.

It was as if life had been drained from the place, leaving only traces of a lost civilization.

He advanced through the dark corridors, feeling a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. Each step echoed loudly, breaking the eerie silence that had persisted for many years.

While exploring, he had come across a computer terminal in one of the rooms.

With a bit of logic and understanding, he managed to turn it on and access some of the remaining files.

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[Scientific Report: White Cloration Syndrome]

The "White Cloration Syndrome" is a condition that affects the human population, causing progressive degeneration of the bodies and minds of affected individuals. The contagion of this syndrome appears to have occurred after an event that shook society, resulting in a devastating disease that challenges scientific and medical understanding.

The "White Cloration Syndrome" is a condition that emerged after a catastrophic event that altered the landscape and ecology of the world. The disease appears to be transmitted by an unknown contagion, but its effects on the human body are profound and terrifying.

One of the advanced stages of this syndrome results in a grotesque transformation, where affected individuals become salt statues.

Methodology:

The data used for this report were collected through direct observations of affected individuals, as well as eyewitness accounts. Due to the chaotic and hostile nature of the situation, data collection was challenging and limited.

Results:

Early Stage: In the early stage of "White Cloration Syndrome," individuals exhibit more subtle symptoms, such as numbness in the extremities and changes in skin pigmentation. Initial white cloration can be mistaken for other dermatological problems, making diagnosis challenging at this stage.

Intermediate Stage: As the disease progresses, patients experience a marked deterioration in their physical and mental health. The skin becomes increasingly translucent, and numbness spreads throughout the body. At this stage, individuals may begin to show signs of cognitive decline, disorientation, and memory loss.

Transformation Stage: The advanced stage of "White Cloration Syndrome" is characterized by transformation into salt statues. Affected individuals undergo gradual and irreversible petrification as their physical features deteriorate rapidly.

Discussion:

The transformation stage into salt statues represents a shocking and alarming development of the "White Cloration Syndrome." The nature of this phenomenon is still unknown, and the transition to this final stage raises significant questions about the underlying pathological mechanisms involved in physical transformation.

The progressive petrification observed in affected patients raises questions about the role of the immune system in the progression of the syndrome. The effects of this transformation also seem to be intrinsically linked to mental deterioration and memory loss, suggesting a complex interaction between the disease and the central nervous system.

Despite data collection efforts, there is still no complete understanding of the triggering factors and contagion of the syndrome, making it difficult to implement effective control and prevention measures.

Conclusion:

The "White Cloration Syndrome" is a mysterious disease that affects the human population, leading to progressive degeneration of the body and mind. One of the advanced stages of this syndrome results in a grotesque transformation, where affected individuals become salt statues.

Despite scientific advances, the complexity and unknown nature of this syndrome continue to pose significant challenges for the scientific and medical community. A complete understanding of this syndrome is essential for the development of effective treatment and prevention approaches research must focus on identifying the triggering factors and developing control strategies to combat this devastating disease and preserve the health and well-being of humanity in the face of this unknown threat.

...

"Why does the White Cloration Syndrome sound so familiar to me?"

...

[Project Ouroboros]

Summary:

Its origin is related to the combination of genes from different origins and species. The experiment aims to create the perfect body to complement Project Gestalt. This report explores the events and processes that led to the creation of the subject codenamed Ophiuchus, as well as its remarkable abilities.

Introduction:

Ophiuchus was created as a result of a research project conducted by a team of scientists, whose goal was to create a body capable of adapting to any environment and threat.

Gene Combination:

The creation of Ophiuchus involved the combination of genes from different organisms from various parts of the dimensional rift. The team of scientists carefully selected the best attributes of each species to create a hybrid that incorporated the strength, resilience, and adaptability required. This genetic combination was carried out through DNA manipulation and genetic engineering technologies.

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In addition to discovering its possible origin, he had learned that the planet had been taken over by an advanced extraterrestrial race, which had developed their weapons called 'Machine Life forms.'

These relentless creatures had dominated humanity, forcing survivors to unite.

The information revealed a terrifying scenario: the invasion of the Machine Life Forms had occurred millennia ago, leading to the destruction of human society as it was known.

A mixture of anxiety, surprise, and anticipation had taken hold.

Millennia had passed since the invasion of the Machine Life Forms, and he was possibly the only awake person in the entire facility.

Determined to find answers, he continued to explore the abandoned place.

Every empty room and every dark corridor were a constant reminder of the loneliness that surrounded him.

As he walked through the dusty corridors, he came across more computer terminals.

They contained detailed records of the machinery that the laboratory contained.

Battle reports, combat strategies of humanity's desperate fight for survival.

Amid the information, he found mentions of the development of a group called "YoRHa," composed of highly advanced combat androids.

They were humanity's last hope in the fight against the Machine Life forms and the Invaders.

As he contemplated the information, a holographic panel appeared in front of him, summarizing the information.

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Research Records: The files contain details about the research conducted by humanity to combat the Machine Life Forms. Studies on advanced weapon technology, the development of combat strategies, and information about the invading machines themselves.

Intercepted Communications: The records contain intercepted messages between the remaining human forces, including battle communication transcripts and reports of encounters with the Machine Life Forms. These communications revealed the relentless and adaptable nature of the machines, as well as humanity's constant struggle to survive.

Personal Diaries: Some files were personal diaries of scientists, soldiers, and survivors, in which they shared their experiences and emotions during the machine invasion. These diaries offered an intimate view of the hardships faced by humanity and their desperate attempts to resist the threat.

Battle Reports: The files contain detailed reports of battles fought between human forces and the Machine Life Forms. They described combat tactics, strategies used, and the outcomes of these battles. These reports helped illustrate the scale and ferocity of the war that humanity was waging against the machines.

YoRHa Files: Among the records found, there is information about the YoRHa group, the advanced combat androids. These files described the creation and purpose of the androids, their abilities, and technology, as well as their missions to combat the invading machines.

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No matter where he turned, the panel remained in front of him.

"You're kidding, do I have a system?" he wondered aloud.

But no matter how he tried to interact with the so-called 'system,' it only displayed the interface, and the only notable thing was that he managed to hide the information.

Which, in turn, demonstrated that the system was interactive and not much different from a computer.

As the man explored the terminals, his presence awakened the machines wherever he went. The icy silence was broken by the sound of creaking gears and engines humming with a sinister vibration.

He stood stunned, watching the robots rise.

Their rusty joints creaked with distorted agony, while their eyes sparkled with a sinister and vacant light. Horror gripped his chest as he realized he had awakened a relentless army of destruction.

The first attacks came in an inhuman fury, with bursts of projectiles tearing through the air and sharp blades targeting him.

He could barely dodge; the area around him was filled with a macabre dance.

Each death was followed by an excruciating resurrection as his regenerating body struggled to recover from the torment inflicted.

With each new life, the darkness deepened within his consciousness.

His mind was corroded by pain, sliding into an abyss of insanity and despair. Cries of anguish escaped his lips, echoing in the abandoned walls as he faced the endless torture of dying repeatedly.

His sanity was shattered, and his humanity was diluted.

He became a frenzied beast, a creature without reason or remorse. Uncontrollable rage consumed him, and he launched himself at the robots like a storm, tearing them apart with unmatched cruelty.

The metallic sound of their structures being crushed, and the acrid smell of oil and burnt fuel filled the air as he advanced in a beastly frenzy. Mechanical oil-stained hands, mixed with his wounds that were regenerating at an absurd rate.

When the destruction finally ceased, the scene was that of a hellish nightmare. The laboratory was now plunged into sepulchral silence, with debris and remnants of shattered robots scattered on the floor.

His body bathed in blood, dust, and oil remained as the last executioner amid the chaos he had unleashed.

As his senses began to return, he remembered the name his body had received: Ophiuchus.

The memories of who he was and the horror he had witnessed were assimilated

"I am in Nier: Automata!"