Braker's tattered face lay quietly on the dark core, and the dark red data light emanating from his eyes shot out from his pupils, sprinkling onto Adam's face. The abnormal light seemed to carry a bloody scent in the air. Braker had no expression on his face, but those eyes filled with data light seemed to be constantly provoking Adam.
His voice echoed cold and hollow in the enclosed space, each word as if etched into Adam's consciousness: "Release it, Adam Smasher. This is your nature, your purpose of existence. Destruction and violence, this is the true reason for your birth. Let the world feel your power, let them know that nothing can stop your footsteps."
The dark red data light kept flashing, as if it had a mysterious and terrifying rhythm. Each flash made Adam's heart race, and he felt a kind of excitement and thrill he had never experienced before. The words of the Braker kept echoing in his mind, each one like a sharp knife, piercing his soul, making his wild nature roar in his heart, longing to be released.
Adam struggled to resist the rising impulse, his breathing became rapid, and sweat slid from his mechanical skin. He could feel his heart beating violently, each beat making his consciousness more blurry, and the call of his wild nature seemed to grow stronger.
With the provocation of the Braker and the stimulation of the data light, Adam felt as if the whole world was shrouded in a kind of blood-red mist, as if he was being pushed by an invisible force towards an unknown abyss, one filled with destruction and violence. His consciousness seemed to be caught in an irresistible vortex of wild impulse and the provocation of the Braker.
The sound of the Braker echoed in this narrow space, like a proclamation from hell. His eyes were filled only with cold data light, devoid of any emotion. A hint of madness tugged at the corners of his mouth as he continued to shout at Adam with his indifferent and sharp voice, "Go, Adam Smasher! Go destroy, go wreak havoc, go kill! Let this city of sin bathe in the fear of death, let every resident of Night City feel your power, let them know that what they fear and evade will eventually come."
With Braker's roar, Adam's gorilla arm muscles tensed up, his arm driven by some force, fiercely grabbing Braker's head. He could feel the brokenness and weakness of Braker's head, the creature that once controlled and manipulated him now so helpless and insignificant in his hand.
Adam felt an unprecedented sense of superiority and confidence. He felt the power that metal and machinery brought to him, standing above all creatures, powerful and unbeatable. An irresistible joy and excitement surged in his heart, finally understanding Braker's words, understanding his new identity and power.
Adam's eyes also shimmered with that special red light, and he felt as if he were being reshaped by some kind of power. He was no longer the Adam Smasher who had been manipulated and used by others; he was the new Adam Smasher, the embodiment of machinery and metal, the terminator of Night City.
There was only one thought in his mind, to follow Braker's words, to destroy, to annihilate, to kill. He wanted the whole Night City to feel his power, to feel his resentment. He wanted everyone who betrayed him, hurt him to pay the price. In that moment, Adam Smasher felt an unprecedented sense of freedom and power, he felt his rebirth.
Braker began to laugh hysterically, his laughter filled with deformity and distortion, as if echoing from another pathological world. The laughter revealed a terrifying and eerie atmosphere, as if the Grim Reaper were celebrating the birth of a new life. His laughter was filled with anticipation of chaos and destruction in the future, as if he could see the complete destruction of Night City by Adam Smasher.
His voice grew louder and sharper, as if to tear everything in this space apart. He shouted madly, " Night City! This human cage, this decaying place, will soon be destroyed! Watch! Watch how this new Adam Smasher will turn this city into ashes!"
With Braker's almost out-of-control screaming, Adam felt a strong sense of displeasure and anger growing in his heart. He didn't want to hear Braker's voice anymore, didn't want to be entangled by this crazy monster. So, he controlled the gorilla's arm, slowly closed his fingers, and tightly grabbed Braker's head.
His fingers exerted force, slowly crushing Braker's head. He felt the skull shattering under his fingers, felt the thick and freezing blood flowing out from the shattered skull. The blood flowed on dark core, forming strange red lines, like tears of the grim reaper.
Braker's laughter abruptly stopped, leaving only the thick blood flowing on Adam Smasher's metal chest, carrying a cold and eerie beauty. Adam watched the flowing blood and felt a sense of unprecedented satisfaction and release rising in his heart. As Braker's blood flowed on the dark core, the dark red energy seemed to tremble excitedly and quickly absorbed the blood. In that instant, a strong energy surged out of the dark core, quickly spreading throughout Adam Smasher's body. He felt every mechanical component, every wire, and every interface reconnecting under the push of that energy, all Prosthesis coming back online, restoring functionality.
His brain-machine interface kept receiving new notification sounds, with every system, every weapon, and every function reporting their status one by one. Adam felt that he had regained control of his body once again, his consciousness became clear once more, and his strength returned.
He slowly sat up, feeling the power and agility brought by the new Prosthesis. He turned his gaze to the headless corpse next to the Braker, indifferently pushing it aside as if discarding a no longer useful tool. He knew that the Braker was just a tool, a tool used to rebuild himself, and the real enemy was still waiting for him to eliminate.
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