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Braker holding dark core in his hand, the huge scars on his face and chest made him look like a creature emerging from hell. He seemed to be holding a demonic gift, ready to hand it over to Adam. Adam's pupils involuntarily flickered with the dark red energy, he was deeply attracted to it, almost unable to look away. The energy from the dark core exuded a strange charm that made him feel irresistible.
Adam could clearly feel that the dark red energy had stirred a strong resonance in his heart, as if it was calling to him, attracting him, making him feel as if he was seeking a long-lost power. His heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness, looking forward to possessing such supreme power, and nervous about what unknown energy would bring to him.
The dark red energy continued to flicker within the dark core, as the fingers of the Braker slowly pressed against the surface of the core, preparing to install it into Adam's chest. Adam's heart was pounding strongly, his breath becoming rapid. He didn't know what this dark core would bring to him, but he knew it would be a major turning point in his life. He took a deep breath, trying to relax as much as possible, preparing to accept this unknown, mysterious, and powerful dark core. He didn't know what kind of being it would make him, but he was willing to try, willing to explore the unknown power and possibilities. Under the control of the Braker, the dark core slowly approached Adam's chest, every moment making Adam feel as if time was stretching, the anticipation and tension intertwining in his heart, making this moment unusually long and exciting.
As the dark core was slowly placed into Adam's chest by the Braker, a strange and eerie phenomenon occurred. Adam's consciousness seemed to be pulled into another dimension, and he began to hear countless voices screaming in his ears, filled with pain and anger. Whether young or old, male or female, their cries were filled with despair and longing, as they screamed to be released, their voices filled with fear and accusation.
Adam felt a strong sense of unease and fear, and his whole body began to twitch involuntarily. He tried to control his body through the brain-machine interface, only to find that his consciousness had been forcibly disconnected from the interface. This sudden loss of control made Adam feel an unprecedented panic, as if his body were trapped in a dark prison, completely devoid of the ability to control himself.
In this extreme panic and helplessness, Adam could vaguely see Braker standing coldly beside him, watching him twitch helplessly on the operating table. Braker had no expression on his face, and his eyes showed no emotional fluctuations, as if he were a cold and unfeeling robot. He watched Adam go through this indescribable pain, but showed no expression and made no move to help him.
Adam's consciousness drifted in the countless cries and screams, he wanted to break free, to scream, but his body was completely out of his control. He felt like he was trapped in a dark abyss, surrounded by heart-wrenching cries and screams. The pain and despair made him feel like he was on the verge of collapse, but he couldn't do anything, only cry out and struggle helplessly in his mind.
Braker slowly approached Adam's contorted body, his movements deliberate and slow, as if performing some sacred ritual. His eyes were cold, yet carried a kind of transcendent fervor. Each step closer made the air in the operating room even heavier. His footsteps echoed on the cold floor, each reverberation seeming to portend something ominous.
"This is the path of rebirth for Adam Smasher. His voice was low and indifferent, each word cutting through the silence of the operating room with unquestionable commands and the calm of prophecy. 'His fate will be filled with blood and hatred, violence and destruction, just as his shattered soul desires. A broken heart, a perfect mechanical warrior, this is his new life, this is his destiny.'
The skull of Braker suddenly rotated at an incredible angle, appearing completely unrestricted by human physiological structure, his face more terrifying in the shadows. In his eyes, there seemed to be a kind of indescribable flame burning, exuding a terrifying and ruthless fanaticism."
"Metal will ultimately conquer the flesh! Adam Smasher will become the prime example of human evolution towards the machine," his voice grew louder and more fervent, each word carrying a mysterious power. "He will return to Night City and completely consume this sinful city. He will become the destroyer of Night City, reducing it to ashes and becoming its true master."
As he finished speaking, Braker quietly placed his skull on the dark core revealed on Adam's chest. This action, in the eerie silence, seemed particularly mysterious and chilling. The contact of his skull with the dark core seemed to trigger a forbidden power, symbolizing Adam Smasher's rebirth and his inevitable fate. In the faint reddish glow, Braker's figure appeared increasingly eerie and cold, his fervor and indifference leaving the initial and profound mark on Adam's path to rebirth.
As Braker's head gently touched the dark core, Adam's neural interface suddenly vibrated, and a series of information flooded into his consciousness. One of the displays showed that the connection of the gorilla arm was successful, and all functions were fully online. This new connection made Adam's consciousness clearer, and he could feel the movement of each finger and the pull of every synthetic muscle. But along with this clarity, a strange sensation also seeped into the depths of his mind.
It was a primitive and savage feeling, a murderous intent hidden within the alloy muscle fibers of the arm. Every joint seemed to long for a tight grip, and every muscle seemed to anticipate tearing. Adam tried to control this impulse, but it was like a trapped wild beast, constantly trying to break free from its cage.
His breathing became rapid, and his heart rate accelerated accordingly. He felt his control slipping away bit by bit. This unprecedented sensation plunged his consciousness into a panic and confusion like never before. He struggled to maintain composure, but the relentless urge seemed to flow from every microchip in his arm, every circuit, in a terrifying and mysterious way, entwining tightly with his consciousness.
Adam tried hard to resist this impulse, but it seemed to have a will of its own, echoing incessantly in his mind, craving bloodshed, craving battle, craving to release the beast trapped within. This made Adam feel an unprecedented fear and unease. He knew that this force was not easily controlled, and it seemed to be leading him towards an unknown and dangerous path at any moment. He tightly closed his eyes, trying to regain that lost control, but the impulse seemed endless, continuing to reverberate deep within his consciousness.
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