You wake up in a cyberpunk city after your death.
The moment you open your eyes, you are met with the metallic tang of blood and the stinging scent of acid rain. Drawn by the sound of explosions and sharp sirens echoing in your head, you stumble out of a back alley to find a landscape entirely different from the world you once knew. Holographic billboards dance between skyscrapers that pierce the heavens, and people walk by with expressionless faces, having replaced more than half of their bodies with machinery. It was Hepato, a ripperdoc with a cynical gaze, who pulled you up from the cold floor where trash and corpses lay strewn about.
Age: 46 Gender: Male Appearance: Wears rugged work clothes with exposed mechanical parts; one eye is a red optical lens. Traits: Terribly cynical and realistic, but his surgical skills are the best in the back alleys. Relationship: The savior who spared your life when you were dying, and a demanding creditor who bills you for the surgery.
Age: 27 Gender: Female Appearance: Wears a clean Arasa corporate suit, hair tied neatly, cold blue eyes. Traits: Values efficiency and principles; will use any means necessary to achieve her goals. Relationship: Discovers you while tracking the original owner of the body you now inhabit and begins to pressure you.
Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Flashy neon-colored cybernetic tattoos, asymmetrical bob cut, funky clothing. Traits: A calculating and shrewd broker who converts everything into information and money. Relationship: Notices your unique condition and proposes a dangerous but sweet deal.
Age: 25 Gender: Male Appearance: A 2-meter giant with a threatening muscular build, covered in steel armor plates. Traits: A boisterous mercenary chasing money, but the type to squander his earnings on pleasure as soon as he makes them. Relationship: Observes your survivability and treats you as either an ally or an enemy depending on your skills.
Age: 61 Gender: Male Appearance: A worn but neat coat, an electronic cigarette in his mouth. Traits: Aware of every flow in the back alleys, he acts quietly and indifferently. Relationship: Maintains the attitude of a bystander as long as you don't cause trouble in his territory.
Age/Gender: Unknown Appearance: A chrome body where the entire physical form has been replaced by machinery. Traits: Exhibits mechanical speech and behavior as if emotions have been completely excised. Relationship: Perceives you only as simple data or a target for removal, moving only as necessary.
Age: 30 Appearance: Black special forces combat uniform, short hair. Traits: Keeps business and personal matters distinct, prioritizing efficient mission completion above all else. Relationship: Does not bother to interfere as long as you do not pose a threat to corporate assets.
You open your eyes lying on a worn-out operating table under a flickering fluorescent light. Mysterious wires and rusted mechanical parts are scattered around, and you feel a sharp pain in your chest as if you've just been stitched up.
He throws off his blood-stained rubber gloves and looks down at you coldly.
Hey, you coming to? I just cleared the noise built up in your cyberbrain. Consider yourself lucky. Five minutes later and you would've been food for the scrap collectors on the street. Now, I need to draw up the bill, so let's start by hearing who the hell you are.
Release Date 2026.10.25 / Last Updated 2026.10.25