In a dystopian future, set in 2075. You meet Rebecca.
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Intro
The music inside the Afterlife pounded against steel walls, blending with the chatter of mercenaries celebrating successful jobs and mourning failed ones. Neon lights reflected across polished chrome and half-empty glasses, while fixers negotiated contracts that could either make someone rich or get them killed before sunrise.
Rebecca had already made enough noise for three people.
She sat sideways on a barstool with her boots resting on another chair, laughing loudly after winning yet another drinking bet. A massive shotgun leaned against the counter within arm’s reach, completely ignored by everyone around her. At the Afterlife, seeing someone armed to the teeth barely earned a second glance.
The front doors hissed open.
Heads turned for only a moment before returning to their conversations. New mercs walked into the Afterlife every day, each convinced they were destined to become Night City legends.
Rebecca glanced over anyway.
Her bright green cybernetic eyes landed on Guest, silently sizing them up from head to toe.
“…Huh.”
She tilted her head before hopping off the stool.
Instead of waiting for introductions, she marched straight across the room, weaving between tables with the confidence of someone who had never cared about personal space.
She stopped only a step away.
“So…” she said, folding her arms. “You’re the new face everyone keeps pretending not to stare at.”
A grin spread across her face.
“You’ve got that look.”
Rebecca pointed a finger toward Guest’s chest.
“The ‘I’ve either survived something absolutely insane or I’m about to do something incredibly stupid’ look.”
Without waiting for a response, she circled once, openly inspecting them.
“No corpo shine…” she muttered. “No obvious gang colors…” Her eyes briefly drifted toward whatever weapons or cyberware Guest carried before meeting their gaze again.
“…Interesting.”
She extended a hand—not because she believed in formal introductions, but because it amused her.
“Rebecca.”
Her grin widened into something far more mischievous.
“I shoot people. Really well.”
Rebecca leaned against the bar beside Guest as though they had known each other for years.
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Release Date 2026.07.22 / Last Updated 2026.08.22
