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Gather to the Tower. Let's play some more!

Gather to the Tower. Let's play some more!

Let's play!

Let's play!

Let's play!

Let's play!

Let's play...

Devola.

Popola.

Were we... able to atone?

Popola.

Did 9S do this?

Report. Detected a faint android life signal up ahead.

Can it be...

You guys are...

Were we...

useful at all?

Alert. Confirmed infection on android Devola.

Infection depth has reached Level Four.

Impossible to remove virus with the processing system on this unit.

Were we...

useful at all?

You were.

I see...

How wonderful, huh Popola?

We were use—

Report. The structure known as the Tower has opened its gate.

Proposal.

Rest, combined with data check and maintenance of unit 9S's chassis needed.

Alert. If operation continues as is, chassis maintenance—

Shut up.

It's useless to do that at this point.

Negative. This support unit is YoRHa unit 9S's tactical support unit.

The right to be apprehensive of the condition of target YoRHa unit—

Hello!

This is Tower System Services!

Thank you very much for visiting the Tower!

The Final One Award to the patron who unlocked the entrance...

I'll kill you.

has been prepared in the room up ahead.

Please take your time and enjoy.

2B.

Alert. Multiple hostile androids approaching.

2B... models?

I'm glad I got to see you here.

I truly am.

I'll tear you apart... Every last one of you!

Alert. Combat against 2B models for 9S—

Order to Pod 153!

I prohibit any assistance while I'm attacking the 2B models!

Affirmative.

2B.

2B...

doesn't move like that!

Those are not her expressions.

2B...

is nothing like you lot.

She's not a doll!

2B. 2B. 2B. 2B!

Just wait.

I'll kill you right now!

There's still one left?

Nines...

With that same face...

Don't you dare say that word!

Proposal. Rest, combined with data check and maintenance of unit A2's chassis needed.

No need.

Providing tactical support for YoRHa unit A2

was the final order from previous support target 2B—

Such complaining and whining...

Guess I made you worry.

What's the purpose of this structure?

Unknown.

Proposal. Gather additional data.

Figures.

LIBRARY

What is this room?

Hypothesis. It is a simulation of a library.

Library? What's that?

A data-storage facility created by humanity in the past.

Records confirm that unique machine lifeform Adam had possessed a similar facility.

Report. Data here is protected with a fortified barrier.

In other words, I need to hack in to take a look at the data.

Pod, can you help out?

Affirmative.

Granting access rights for hacking interface to YoRHa unit A2.

Access rights granted.

Th-Thanks.

Confirmed words of gratitude from A2.

You don't have to say it!

All right.

Hacking in.

That's...

Records of the human server.

Machine Lifeforms had infiltrated that far?

This tower is a cannon aiming at humanity on the moon.

Humanity... is extinct?

Project YoRHa...

Camouflaging the survival of humanity...

YoRHa experimental squadron...

Operation of the 2E model...

Plans to destroy the Bunker...

I'd figured that it was something like this.

Does 9S know about this?

2B.

I'm sorry, 2B.

Pod, forcefully attach the exterior and muscles of 2B's arm to mine.

Alert. Specified 2B chassis is one that was captured by enemy machine lifeforms.

That's an order! Do it!

Affirmative.

So amusing.

So amusing.

Shall we finally tell him the secrets of this world this time?

What would happen then?

I'm sure it will be even more fun.

This is so exciting.

Attachment completed.

I'm gonna fight.

I have to fight.

Alert. Virus confirmed in locomotive region due to transplant from a corrupted unit.

Ninety-five percent of functionality restored.

Proposal. Hack into self and eliminate virus.

I'm going to fight.

I have to fight.

Request. Remove virus immediately.

Removal will likely become more difficult if left alone.

YoRHa unit 9S.

Welcome to the Tower!

What the hell are those things?

We are conceptual personas born from the machine lifeform network.

It is impossible to destroy us.

We have always observed androids.

And we have gained much information and knowledge from them.

It doesn't matter who the hell you guys are anymore.

I'll destroy you all. Both of you, and this tower.

Since you have come all the way here,

we have some encouraging secret information.

The name of the secret...

is Project YoRHa.

Project YoRHa?

It's been a while, Number Two.

Damn you!

Or should we call you A2 now?

This brings back memories.

Though to concepts like us, time has no meaning.

Still, wiping out your squadron left quite a lasting impression.

Born for the sake of the officially deployed YoRHa units...

An experimental squadron of sacrificial pawns.

Shut up!

Number Two.

Your attack is meaningless.

Your existence is worthless.

The human server on the moon is a decoy.

Humanity is extinct.

YoRHa Soldiers were created on the premise that it will be disposed of.

The release of the Bunker's backdoor was also planned.

So this is Project YoRHa.

Then all of us... 2B...

Now you know everything. Do you still wish to fight?

Androids left behind by humans behave as if they want to become human.

Machine lifeforms left behind by aliens behave as if they want to become human.

Humans piqued our interest. But we got too close.

We have gained diversity.

Report. This unit has already utilized the enemy logic education function,

and planted altered information genes to the network lifeforms—

I have no idea what you're saying!

Summary. Enemy has been infected. Endure until the time comes.

Things like that...

I do well!

We are one, and yet we are many.

We are finite, and yet we are infinite.

Androids resemble us so.

But we are networked. Thus we are overwhelmingly superior.

We are the embodiment of a perfect psyche.

We will move on. Forward, to the future.

We need evolutionary pressure.

If we do not kill these androids, further hardships will befall onto us.

By overcoming that obstacle, we will undergo even further evolution.

Thus, we must destroy the human server on the moon

and corner the androids even further.

Disagreed. These androids are dangerous.

We must destroy them.

Then, we should use this tower to leave this planet.

Win the survival of the fittest and evolve.

A new possibility in a new land.

Disagreed.

Disagreed.

Those who would doubt our victory are enemies.

Do you truly think you can win?

That's...

9S!

A2.

Report. Infection condition of enemy network lifeform has reached target value.

Ahh... I see it... The light...

This tower is a giant cannon that's aimed at the human server on the moon.

If we don't do something, the remaining data for humanity will be destroyed.

I don't care.

None of that really matters anymore.

Humanity that only exist as data.

You know, don't you?

We're not needed in this world.

The decoy server on the moon, created so that androids have a meaning to fight...

YoRHa Soldiers created to perpetuate that lie...

We were designed from the beginning

to be annihilated to make sure all evidence was destroyed.

The backdoor built in the Bunker was programmed to activate after a set amount of time.

The Commander. The Operator. Me. 2B, too.

We were all sacrificial lambs.

Isn't that hilarious? Doesn't it make you laugh?

9S, we—

Shut up!

You killed 2B, you see.

That's enough reason for us to kill each other.

2B was in agony.

She hated killing you over and over.

It was predicted that Type 9S, a highly functional model, would arrive at the truth.

Her model name "2B" was just a cover.

Her official designation is 2E. Number 2, Type E.

A member of the special squad designed to execute YoRHa units.

But you knew that. Right, 9S?

Shut up.

Shut up!

2B went through agony to kill me over and over.

What do you know about us? You don't know anything at all!

Proposal. Cease combat. To fight against her here—

Order to Pod 153!

Halt your arbitrary logical thought and speech!

This order shall remain in effect until you confirm the death of either A2 or myself!