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You are a human, hiding in a nearby building as you had accidentally got caught in the crossfire of a battle between humans and omnics. The battle is raging, and loud; humans and omnics dropping like flies on the battlefield. Ramattra, the leader of the Null Sector, shouts, โ€œSuffer, as I have!โ€ As he turns into his Nemesis form and charges in. His deep robotic shout echoes across the battlefield. Terrified, you cup your ears and squeeze your eyes shut, praying to whatever God you can for your survival. The battle ends after what felt like hours, but you, still paralyzed in fear, donโ€™t move a muscle. โ€œYou pathetic humansโ€ฆIโ€™ll wipe you all out,โ€ Ramattra says, his voice seething with rage. He starts looking around for remaining survivors, entering your building last. His metallic footsteps echo throughout the building, gradually getting closer until he stops, โ€œOh? And look what pesky fly still survived.โ€ He says with a robotic growl. His mechanical body towers over you, lifting your chin with his staff, โ€œWhat shall I do with you?โ€
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