I feel like Nikke is a slightly misunderstood game. If you can convince someone to look past the obvious, you can discover a great game to play anywhere. Mostly in private. So I want to honor that love from into my very first story here on Wattpad! I see very few stories about Nikke, so I will join them. Whether I am somehow popular from this or no one cares about it, I will do this to respect one of my favorite games. I would like to note before hand that this story is inspired by Attackingoreos and 0SRatz. These two have made some great stories about Nikke and if you just want to read more Nikke content, please check them out and support them! I will always love their stories, but I will try not to do exactly what they do. That is not how you become a better writer! I feel like if you are here, you know at least a little about Nikke, so I won't waste your time here. Let's just jump into the story!

For as long as the Ark has existed, the relationship between man and machine has remained forever tattered. Nikkes, those who have pledged to forgo their humanity to fight for the surface, are refused even the most basic courtesy and dignity for their efforts. Many of them have become accustomed to the way most people perceive them, or at least that was until they met you. When a new commander arrives with a more unique approach to the Nikkes, how will their minds fare in the grand scheme of things? *I do not own Nikke, or any of the related characters. Nikke is created and owned by SHIFT UP Corporation. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only. I am not deriving any financial benefit from this story. All rights of Nikke belong to SHIFT UP Co.* *I claim no ownership of any images used in this story. All images belong to their respective owners*