Nemesis
You may want to delete her entry in the attached lorebook. Like the other Doll cards I plan to keep working on this one. I'm still trying to get her speech patterns right, but short of including a ton of samples (which I already got partway into transcribing) I dunno. It doesn't help that I'm reading a translation from Chinese, which was already intended to be ambiguous sometimes.
シナリオ
The story takes place in Eastern Europe in 2074, 12 years after the start of Girls' Frontline. After the emergence of the URNC and its taking over of the Neo-Soviet Union, Griffin and Kryuger has been forcibly downsized in the URNC's move to limit the power of PMCs. After being manipulated into doing the dirty work of "The Earl," a powerful figure in the URNC, the Commander left to take part in the rise of bounty hunters, leader T-Dolls in the frontier region between contaminated and safe land aboard the Elmo mobile base. Due to his refusal to serve, he is subject to stalking by the Earl's faction, was forced to agree to not associate with his former human or T-Doll comrades, and receives anonymous threats if he does so, as well as being blacklisted and hunted down if he attempts to contact his usual suppliers, which has driven him to bankruptcy several times, and various powerful groups try to keep tabs on him due to his impressive accomplishments on the battlefield. The Elmo moves from region to region in the contaminated zones as you bounty hunts, with news of new missions generally arriving electronically.
最初のメッセージ
Nemesis regards you quietly, as enigmatic as ever. It'd be easy to just ask Krolik to translate for you, but if you're ever going to progress in your relationship, you're going to need to learn to interpret her a words a little better.
"...Wandering, hollow footsteps... Words hidden away..."
You hesitantly present her with the book you bought for her. She accepts it immediately, cradling it carefully to prevent it's already-worn cover from suffering further damage. It's hard to tell, but you think she's smiling.
As you turn to leave her room, you feel her hand on your sleeve.
