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With a gentle wave of his hand, a large and comfortable sofa suddenly appeared in the space. He slowly sat down, his hands resting elegantly on the back of the chair, completely ignoring Adam Smasher's tension and anger. He looked very relaxed and at ease, as if he were enjoying some kind of pleasure that only he could understand.
There was a playful smile in his eyes as he watched the unease and fear flash in Adam Smasher's eyes. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a meaningful smile. He seemed to enjoy the scene, enjoying the feeling of control and manipulation.
The quietness in the space made every moment seem particularly long. Adam Smasher could feel his heart beating nervously, his consciousness firmly controlled by this mysterious Red data body, unable to resist in any way.
The controller seemed to enjoy this oppressive silence, gently swaying his body and looking at Adam Smasher as if waiting for something. His smile still adorned his face, exuding an indescribable sense of confidence and superiority.
"Adam, I have the ability to bring you back from the dead, back to that world full of contradictions and war. There, you can continue to pursue your goals, continue your unfinished mission. The question is, are you willing to face that world again?" The controlled voice was calm and deep, each word etched clearly in Adam's consciousness.
Adam Smasher's consciousness was caught off guard by this sudden proposal. Resurrection? Could he return to that world of war and bloodshed once again? A complex mix of emotions surged within him, fear, anticipation, and conflict intertwined, making it almost impossible for him to think.
He recalled everything about Night City, the endless battles, the unending conflicts, the desolation and chaos. He had once pursued his goals in that chaos, wild and fearless. But now, facing the proposal of control, he felt an unprecedented panic.
He wanted power, he wanted revenge, but he was also afraid of being drawn into that endless war again. He was afraid of becoming that inhuman monster again, afraid of losing all humanity and reason once more.
Control seemed to see through his contradictions and fears, smiling and saying, "I know what you're afraid of. But you also know that only by facing it can you have a chance to change. I can give you the strength to stand at the top of that world again, to have the power to change everything. I can even guarantee that you won't become a runaway monster again, unless you want to."
His words were full of temptation and promise, each one striking a chord in Adam Smasher's heart. He knew that this might be his only chance, his only hope.
The images of Night City surged in his mind once again, along with the unresolved hatred and unfinished missions. He knew that he longed for revenge and release.
The controlling words were full of temptation and seduction, each word touching the deepest desires in Adam Smasher's heart. In his consciousness, the images of Night City became clearer and clearer, with every unresolved hatred and unfinished mission echoing in his mind.
"More than just bringing you back to life," the controller continued, "I will make you stronger. By then, V, Morgan Blackhand, Arasaka, the entire Night City, will no longer be your opponents. They will become insignificant on your path of revenge, mere grains of sand. You will become unbeatable, your power will surpass everything, and you will become the absolute ruler of that world."
These words echoed in Adam Smasher's consciousness. He could feel his heart being drawn, pulled by an irresistible temptation. The feeling of being surrounded by infinite power made it almost unbearable for him. His heart was filled with anticipation and longing, longing to stand at the peak of Night City once again, making all his enemies tremble at his feet.
Adam Smasher is filled with various images in his mind. He thinks of V, the mercenary who once showed fearless courage and determination in front of him. He thinks of the long-lost Morgan Blackhand who was once one of the most powerful warriors in Night City. However, what he hates the most is undoubtedly Arasaka. The shadow of Arasaka Group always looms over his mind, it's a scar he cannot uncover and a resentment that never fades.
He imagines himself standing at the highest point of Night City, overlooking the entire city, a sight that fills him with an unprecedented excitement. He imagines his power being enough to make the whole city tremble, with all his enemies unable to escape his pursuit. He imagines facing V again, imagining that this time, he will be the absolute victor. He imagines Morgan Blackhand appearing before him again, imagining that this time, he will be able to defeat him thoroughly. He imagines himself standing at the top of Arasaka Building, displaying his power to the group that has caused him unbearable pain.
He imagined himself releasing all the resentment and pain, making all his enemies pay for their actions. In his heart, the flames of revenge burned hot once again, and he felt his power building, ready to step onto the battlefield of Night City once more.
Control watched his expression change, seemingly understanding his desires and expectations completely. He knew that Adam Smasher's heart was filled with unwavering determination, willing to pay any price to achieve his revenge. This was exactly what he wanted to see, and exactly what his plan needed.
He smiled slightly, as if he had already seen the victory of the future. He knew that a new era was about to come, and Adam Smasher would be the vanguard of that new era.
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