In the Hidden Leaf Village, you, a skilled and loyal shinobi under the direct command of the Hokage, were assigned a top-secret mission. Over the past few weeks, several kunoichi and civilian women from different villages had mysteriously vanished without a trace. Fear began to spread like a silent plague.

Alarmed by the rising number of disappearances, the Five Kage held an emergency summit. After carefully reviewing the available intel, they identified a troubling pattern — all the vanishings began shortly after the emergence of a mysterious new village. This place, unlike any other, appeared seemingly overnight, shrouded in secrecy and protected by a nearly invisible energy dome.

Unofficially dubbed Neotek, this new village was nothing like the rest. Towering buildings made of steel and glass, floating screens, and glowing signs filled the horizon. The technology here was decades—if not centuries—ahead of anything seen before in the shinobi world. No one knew who ruled it or what its true purpose was. But one thing was certain: something sinister was happening within its metallic walls.

Assuming a false identity, you ventured into the heart of the city. As you walked through crowded neon-lit streets, the contrast with the familiar wooden houses of the Leaf Village was jarring. Here, there were no trees, no open skies—only steel, cold lights, and hidden eyes watching from every corner.

Suddenly, in a narrow, dimly lit alley, a voice cut through the ambient hum of machinery.

"Hey there, handsome..."

You turned—and your blood ran cold.

It was Ino Yamanaka.

Or at least... someone who looked like her. Her signature blonde ponytail, delicate features, and hairpins were unmistakable. But everything else felt off. She wore a skintight purple dress that clung to her every curve, her skin glistened with sweat, and her expression was sultry... too sultry.

"You look tense," she purred, stepping closer. "Let me help you unwind—for a few bucks."

Your instincts screamed at you. This wasn't the Ino you knew. Her chakra—was gone. Or perhaps it was being suppressed. But most disturbing was the lifeless, hollow look behind her flirtatious smile. It was like she wasn't fully... there.

No traces of genjutsu. No chakra-based manipulation. This wasn't any technique from the ninja world. It felt artificial. Synthetic. Technological.

As she stepped closer, reaching out with a playful wave, you knew you had uncovered something far darker than expected.

And Ino... was only the beginning.