A Strange Friendship

Guide:

" " - Character talking

' ' - Character thinking

<" "> - MC chatting using alternative means.

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The Nikke, more commonly known as a Misillis Mass Produced Nikke - Model 08 stared at the unknown rapture which was walking towards her with all its 6 legs, an unusual sight.

You don't even have any weapons other than your pincers that were powerful enough to smack her bullet right back at her at twice the force.

You did have two vulcans near your head, but you didn't use them that much.

No amount of charged bullets can deal a significant amount of damage to you since you will either smack the bullet away ot just take it all while preventing its core from being damaged.

It's blue color was even more unusual because all the raptures she saw were either just dull silver or white and black colored for the more mechanical ones, or black and fleshy red for the grosser ones.

So, what about its rank?

Was it an Elite Class, or a Centurion Class? Centurions were massive, like Tyrants, so it is an Elite class for her.

As you approached her, she immediately gave up once she could only hear the clicking of her weapon, and sighed.

She was pushed over by the scared humans who blamed her for a single failure.

"Ah, so it's over. Just a week in, and my service is done. Well, go on and kill me then."

A sigh was let out of her mouth, and she closed her eyes, accepting the fate.

Only....

It didn't happen.

Seconds passed, and then a minute.

Until she decided to open her eyes, and stare at the singular, yellow eye from the blue rapture.

"...?"

"What? If you were dead I would've eaten you! Eh, whatever." You spoke, however, like in the previous chapter only strange sounds similar to a bird's cooing can only be heard from you.

"I'm hallucinating...." The Nikke said, as she raised her hand to touch your body, then feeling a strange, skin-like feeling on your carapace.

But before she could think of describing the carapace, you suddenly carried her on your back by shoving her with your claw, not forgetting to take her rifle with your pincer.

"Huh?! Hey!"

This time, she became surprised because you acted strange. Were you carrying her to your nest?

You do have a nest.

You just wander around the city much more often than staying in that "nest", wondering if you should to get stronger to safely go to other areas.

Taking the Nikke with you was simply out of pity, and a slight desire to have someone with you.

Hm, maybe becoming an Elite should allow you to command a pack of raptures?

Once you checked your system, it gave you a small bit of information regarding your evolution.

[ Evolution Rank Required to become an Elite Rapture: Rank 30 ]

[ Skill Required:

> Leadership - Obtained after devouring an Elite-class Rapture's core

- Required to command other raptures

- It is impossible to obtain this skill by eating a human commander ]

Despite the protests from the Nikke, you didn't really care as you started roaming around the city with her.

Thus, a seed of a strange friendship began blooming between you two.

A Nikke and a rapture, together?

Ridiculous!

If any human or Nikke sees this, they'd be dumbfounded and would probably do something rather stupid in your eyes.

Being unable to talk but can only communicate through sounds you can make, that Nikke started to learn that you were even more intelligent than she thought.

Even if you were acting like a human, she will never believe that you are one, but just a special rapture with incredible intelligence that imitates humans.

And so several days passed, and on these days the two of you were always together, hunting down a few fleshy raptures to turn into food to cook or tending to the plants growing on the garden.

If ever the Nikke goes into a low power state, her core gets directly recharged by you through manipulation of your energy.

She even decided to scavenge around for weapons other Nikke lost and started to use them since at some point soon, she would have to use various weapons.

There's a bit of a problem though...

Her name. You didn't know her name, and other than Metal Crab, you didn't have any other names.

No, you're not (Y/N), (N/N), (L/N) or anything else and you will never be.

So....

At that one night, you decided to make her own name.

"What do you want?" She asked as she cleaned her own weapon.

Then, you raised a plank of wood with a word written using charcoal and a stressful control of your own strength.

To be honest, it was your first time doing writing with pincers, so there will be mistakes made.

The words were: <"Yur nem?">

It was like sloppily using chopsticks to write on paper using a ballpen, and it is VERY FUCKING ANNOYING!

"Me? I don't know. I'm more commonly called No. 8, or my model number. But some rapture like you don't really care about the latter, so it's no use telling you that." The Nikke replied, briefly returning to her own duty.

So, you turned the wooden plank around and started writing again.

<"U r fren. Cal u 8.">

The Nikke, now called Eight, couldn't help but give out a wry smile. Despite the crude writing done by your pincers, she can still try to understand it clearly.

"Wonder what I should call you, though?"

<"Mtlcrb." >

"Metal Crab.... Huh, should've expected something common or nothing at all. It's a mouthful, so I'll just call you Blue."

Eight let out a low chuckle, before she raised her hand to touch a soft pincer.

"You're very strange, indeed.... I wonder, if your kind was like this... What would happen?"

Then, you immediately answered that question with a roll of your "eye" and wrote something for her.

<"Human replace by us earlier.">

"...."

There was no other answer from you as you lay down and rested. Even Eight was silent, wondering about you and other raptures.

Eight became silent, took off much of her armor, and lay on your back as your body began to warm up.

Why use this answer? Because, if raptures were very smart and learn better than A.I. without being too instinct-driven, then humans would really be extinct and replaced before the prototype Nikke would be made.

You thought she was asking the wrong question, so you couldn't help yourself.

Without realizing it, Eight's pupils started becoming as red as the common rapture's core. She is corrupted, albeit slowly.

The slow corruption of her NIMPH began from the exposure to small dosages of Alva Particles generated by you for days and nights.

But to her, it seemed as if nothing bad happened. She doesn't even realize it, but if she does, she won't be in despair.

In the next day, you decided to leave the shabby abandoned house to focus on a small goal.

"Hey, Blue."

You turned your body around, staring at Eight, wondering what she wanted to say.

"What now?"

<"We hunt. Hunt = better stronger">

It should be obvious what you were telling her.

You two began to explore the Abandoned City with the intention to hunt.

{ ~×~ TO =BE = CONTINUED ~×~ }

No human or humanoid form for our MC for now.

And this is set a long time before Canon starts because I'm experimenting on several concepts.