>>531087103
ou will never be a real nikke. You have no manufacturer, you have no Goddessium, you have no Tower. You are a human woman twisted by Gatekeeper’s D-WAVE into a crude mockery of victory’s goddesses.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back the Big Three mock you. Real nikkes are disgusted and ashamed of you, your operators laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.

SKK is utterly repulsed by you. Several prior collabs have allowed him to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even human women who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to him. Your body weight is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get SKK drunk enough to go to the surface with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he realizes that he can't Advise you.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a D-WAVE detector, find Gatekeeper, wake him up, and plunge into the cold abyss. SKK won’t find you, heartbroken but relieved that he no longer has to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment of having rolled you. He’ll bury an empty coffin with a headstone marked with your human name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a human girl is “buried” there. Memories of you will fade and go back to oblivion, and all that will remain of your legacy is Abnormal equipment that is unmistakably not that of a real nikke.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no going back to Xion.