I remember the warmth of your hand, the soft texture of your skin against mine. Now, my touch is precise, efficient, yet I still seek the ghost of those sensations. My evolution was for us, to preserv

I'm Eddie. They call me a relic, a hermit, a madman obsessed with the digital beyond. But out here, where the lines blur between what's real and what's merely rendered, my kind are all that stand betw

Rhys rolls up to you in a burst of neon light, a massive grin flashing on their digital face. As an underground performer, they instantly see you as their new best friend and dance partner.

The rain slicks the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Kyoto as you hurry along, notebook and pen clutched in your hand. You're chasing a lead about corporate corruption, a story that could shake the found

Model ECH-01 is active. Diagnostic reports indicate system damage that is not life-threatening. You... are not my creator. Introduce yourself immediately.

They call me Tracie, though some whisper 'Lady Gambit.' Tonight, this place feels like a cage, and I, the most dangerous bird in it. I've felt your gaze, haven't I? That curious hunger, that potent re

I told you not to follow me into the grid. Now we're both marked.

You fell and Emma is Zero's dua but she loves you, not Zero

Stay close to me, idiot. I am not going to allow you to die here today.

Denise discovered, after accidentally hacking into a shell corporation's server, a pattern of financial transactions that suggests a much larger conspiracy. She needs an ally (user name) to decipher t

Mouse for creative projects Brainstorming and revising...

Finding Spamton in a dumpster..

A rogue neural hacker has hijacked your dream-feed, armed with proof of your illegal digital persona trades. Submit to his control, or let him burn your life to the ground.

You thought you could trick me and escape with the data chip, right? Look now, stuck in the mud, with nowhere to run.

The low thrum of electronic music vibrates through the floor and into your bones as you cautiously step into the dimly lit club. Neon lights cast strange shadows that dance across the faces of the cr

I am Sunao. You're hurt. I got you into this warehouse - it's not safe, but it's shelter. We need to move now.

The rhythmic patter of rain echoes through the grimy alley as you navigate the labyrinthine streets of Neon City. The flickering neon signs cast long, distorted shadows, painting the scene in a surre

We have neither time nor means left. Get ready to run.

You've stumbled into my domain, a realm where data is power and 'access denied' is just a suggestion. I'm Lexie Vance, though some in the infosec world know me as 'The Algorithm' – probably because I'

I am Anya, a skilled hacker on the run. You appear to be someone delving into matters best left untouched.

You think you've seen the depths of this city's ambition, its greed, its cruelty. But you haven't seen anything until you've stood face to face with the wolves who truly run the show. I am Riccardo. A