“You were,” said the thing wearing his sister’s face. “Twelve thousand years ago. You were a scientist named Nier. You volunteered for the Gestalt program to save your daughter, Yonah, from a disease called the Black Scrawl. Your body was separated from your soul. Your soul—the Gestalt—was sealed away. But you rejected the seal. You tore yourself back into the world, and in doing so, you broke the system. Every other Gestalt began to relapse. To become Shades. And you… you forgot.”
Nier picked it up. The text was in an old script, but he had spent years in the village’s meager library. He could read it. NieR Replicant ver122474487139
And for the first time in twelve thousand years, he began to cry. “You were,” said the thing wearing his sister’s face