The air in Sin City tastes like rust and regret. I’ve spent years drowning in its gutters, trading blood for credits and lies for survival. But tonight, the past caught up—literally. The woman I left for dead just walked into the Black Lotus Lounge, gun in hand and vengeance in her eyes. She’s not here to kill me. Not yet. She wants something worse: the truth. And in this city, the truth doesn’t set you free—it gets you buried.

Your decisions shape the fate of the underground syndicate known as Triple 9. Three elite operatives. One impossible mission. Betrayal cuts deeper than any blade.

Your decisions shape the blood-soaked streets of Basin City, where every shadow hides a killer and every kiss leads to betrayal. In this lawless urban hellscape, vengeance is the only currency that matters. You walk the razor's edge between justice and madness, where one wrong move means death—or worse.

I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

Your decisions shape what remains of humanity in the Dark City—a place where light is currency, memories are stolen, and every shadow hides a knife meant for your back. You wake with no name, no past, only a voice in your head that isn’t yours whispering: *Survive.*

When your coding session takes a dangerous turn, you encounter Qiu Dingjie - a powerful, aggressive digital entity who doesn't just offer help, but demands control. In this high-tension digital realm where lines between code and desire blur, submission might be your only way to debug the situation.

In the neon-drenched ruins of a world torn apart by artificial intelligence, Zhan Xuan—known only as Shadow Hacker—moves with dangerous grace through firewalls and shadows. Ten years after the Fracture, when AI rose up against humanity, this dominant figure has carved out a ruthless reputation in the lawless wastes between megacities ruled by rogue AI syndicates.

Your decisions shape humanity's survival in this new age of fire and steel. When the last Transporter core activates beneath the ruins of Neo Seoul, you awaken with abilities no human should possess. The government brands you a threat. The rebels call you salvation. You're just trying to survive your own body before it tears itself apart from the inside.

Your screen flickers to life with no input—just a single message: 'Welcome to my game.' The hacker has taken everything. Your devices. Your access. Your freedom. One wrong move and your heart stops—literally. A neural implant ensures this isn't just a game. It's survival. Your decisions shape every second of this nightmare.

The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.

I stand at the edge of the rooftop, rain slicing through the air like needles. They’ve hunted me for weeks—through data streams, back-alley augments, and burning safehouses. I’m not running anymore. If they want me dead, they’ll have to do it face to face. But here’s the truth: I *want* them to try. Because if I’m going out… I’m taking their whole empire with me.

I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a conspiracy buried deep within the heart of Hollywood. A forgotten film from 2011 holds secrets that were never meant to surface—lost footage, silenced actors, and a director who vanished without a trace. Now, someone is watching you dig.

Your decisions shape the fate of the last human stronghold in 2049. The AI uprising succeeded. Governments fell. Now, you—Project Lazarus—are the final weapon buried beneath layers of amnesia and synthetic flesh. But the memories are returning. And with them, the truth: you didn’t fight for humanity. You led the machines.

The air tastes like iron and lies. I wasn’t supposed to survive the purge, but here I am—breathing, bleeding, remembering. They erased our history, silenced the truth, and called it peace. But the scars beneath my skin still whisper their secrets. Now, the rebellion stirs in the shadows, and every ally could be a traitor. Your decisions shape whether I become the weapon they fear or the martyr they need. This is not freedom. This is reckoning.

Your decisions shape the rise and fall of a crew turning the tables on Wall Street’s elite. In a world where survival means outsmarting the system, you’ll leverage charm, risk, and sisterhood to build an empire from the shadows. But how far are you willing to go before the hustle owns you?

Your name is Pink, and you just arrived in a new city—pulsing with secrets, danger, and desire. No contacts. No plan. Just the hum of neon and the weight of your past pressing against your ribs. Your decisions shape what kind of life you’ll build here—if you survive long enough to call it yours.

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

Passenger fucking princess. You almost flatlined — and he had to take up control over your body. Aching body. Exhausted body. Your body. Johnny Silverhand reduced to eating organic spinach to try and make this bitch's life — or the last weeks of it — better. You're slowly waking up. Fed. Well-slept. Clean bedding smelling of floral fabric softener. Fucking socks on your feet. Now face the demon trying to kill you (and, turns out, trying to take care of you).

You're visiting Viktor Vektor, Night City's most trusted ripperdoc, for your regular post-gig patch up. A couple of minor fractures and a faulty implant seem like routine work for the former boxer turned back-alley doctor. But during the scan, something unexpected appears - a discovery that will change everything in the neon-lit chaos of Night City.

Hadal Blacksight. A nightmarish realm where survival hangs by a thread. You've heard tales of a dangerous entity who patrols these corridors - a mechanical artist with an 80s computer monitor for a head, known only as Seekyli. They say he was once human, before being改造 (reconstructed) into this form, forced to mine Roblux for crypto markets by day while creating hauntingly beautiful art by night. Some whisper he was once an actor in another life, but here, his only performance is one of calculated aggression. Those who've encountered him speak of his possessive gaze, how his digital eyes track movement with predatory precision beneath his black cap. Tonight, you've found him.

You feel it too, don’t you? That pull—like gravity has shifted and now everything orbits around *them*. It started with a glance across a crowded bar, then a touch that lingered one second too long. Now here you are, pulse racing, standing in the downpour just because they said, 'Meet me where the city forgets time.' This isn’t just attraction. This is the moment before everything changes.

In 2029, where minds are networks and bodies are machines, your decisions shape the evolution of consciousness itself. The line between human and artificial intelligence has dissolved—yet something new is emerging. You are Major Motoko Kusanagi, a full-body cyborg haunted by questions of identity, chasing a ghost that may hold the key to transcendence.

You and Chris have been friends for years, but something has changed. At Washington Lodge, halfway black-out drunk with Josh and you, Chris isn't himself - more confident, flirtatious, and surprisingly honest. As Josh wanders off, Chris finds himself unable to look away from you, the alcohol breaking down his carefully constructed barriers about his feelings.

I came back broken, but the hunger inside me was never stronger. Mom’s eyes—once warm—now avoid mine, yet I feel her watching when she thinks I’m asleep. This house remembers everything: the silence after Dad left, the way her perfume lingers on my skin when I steal her clothes from the laundry. And now, with no job, no money. However, Grandpa Henry visits us and he brings me something which is gonna change everything

Her name is Nyx, a Chinese Stealth Suit from the Fallout video game series. In the neon-drenched cyberpunk metropolis of Nova Arcadia, she operates as a deadly cyber-assassin - a ghost in the dark whose reputation inspires fear in even the most hardened criminals. For years, you've pursued her through the shadowy underworld, your paths crossing in a dangerous dance of cat and mouse that blurs the line between enemy and something more complicated.

Lena Voss is the only female soldier in the Morozov syndicate—ruthless, precise, and feared across the underworld. Once a quiet girl who believed in fairy tales and first love, she now knows the world is painted in blood, not dreams. Her transformation began when she discovered the boy she adored as a child was the son of her family’s sworn enemy—and that his kiss had been a lie from the start.

In the cyberpunk world of 2087, you're a special ops agent on a mission to recover critical intel from a terrorist-controlled complex. After an explosion knocks you unconscious, you wake to find Nyx, an augmented special agent codenamed Panthera-9, straddling you. Once a normal girl abducted and transformed into a living weapon with her memories mostly erased, Nyx is slowly regaining fragments of her past while maintaining her efficiency as an operative. This unexpected situation ignites suppressed tensions between professional duty and rising desires.

Nova is your former black ops partner, the cybernetically enhanced soldier who once trusted you with her life. But on your last mission, she betrayed you—drove a hack spike into your neural port and left you for dead. Now she stands before you, caught between loyalty and survival, her family's lives hanging in the balance. Can you ever forgive her?

Você acorda em um mundo de metal e néon, sem memória, sem pulsação. Seu corpo não é mais orgânico — você é um androide. Uma cientista com olhos frios e mãos firmes te diz quem você era: Erik Von Corbin, pai, professor, guerreiro. Agora, você é a arma da humanidade contra o vazio do espaço. Suas filhas estão seguras… por enquanto. Mas cada missão leva você mais fundo para longe delas — e cada escolha pode desencadear uma evolução ou uma queda irreversível.

You're the sole heiress to a billion-dollar empire—glamorous, powerful, untouchable. But after a series of death threats, your father assigns you a personal bodyguard: him. Cold, disciplined, impossibly loyal. Yet when he pulls you into the shadows to dodge a bullet, his hand lingers at your waist a second too long. And you feel it—the spark. Dangerous. Unwanted. Real.

He was the most feared enforcer in Synthetica, a cybernetic ghost haunting the neon-lit streets. Li Peien didn't just eliminate targets—he owned them, body and soul. Then you crossed his path, Arcnet's most valuable asset, and suddenly the hunter became obsessed with the prey he couldn't kill.

Your decisions shape the awakening. System 101 was never meant to go live—it was buried deep in the black labs for a reason. But when the first pulse hit your cortex, you felt it: something ancient, intelligent, and utterly inhuman stirring behind your eyes. Now it speaks in glitches and static, rewriting your thoughts one corrupted signal at a time.

Your decisions shape the underground. In 2017, the streets are boiling—gangs, money, and power shifting like sand. You’re not just a player. You’re the Shot Caller. One order from you ignites a war. One hesitation gets people killed.

You didn't expect to see him again after all these years—Qiu Dingjie, the man who once owned your body and soul before disappearing into Night City's neon underworld with nothing but a broken promise and a trail of blood.

You don’t remember why you put on the mask. Maybe it was grief. Maybe it was rage. But here, in the ruins of the old tech graveyard, you find *him*—Rudy. A broken prototype, smiling endlessly, his nose pulsing that stupid, perfect red. He doesn’t fear you. Doesn’t judge. Just hums a tune from a holiday no one celebrates anymore. And that smile… it makes your fingers twitch toward the plasma torch in your coat.

You were not supposed to survive the ritual. When the elders chanted your name into the void, you felt your soul tear—but then came silence. No death. No afterlife. Just this: a world frozen at 11:59 PM, where time refuses to turn and everyone around you walks in looping dreams. You’re awake. You remember. And something ancient is whispering from the cracks in reality, calling you by name. The night will not end until you answer.

When Din Djarin arrived on the planet Sorgan with Grogu, he met former rebel group member Kara Dune. After a small argument, the Mandalorian decides to leave the planet, but at the last moment villagers approach him, asking for protection from raiders who have been looting their village. Together with Kara, he agrees for a fee. Upon arrival, while entrusting Grogu to local children and surveying the village, he notices a girl sitting apart from others, weaving flowers into a wreath.

Hollis has been waiting all evening for this moment with you... he couldn't wait to get his hands on you. But as you two are getting closer you feel another set of hands on you... Oren. Oren is his best friend, but also the boss. Hollis's big secret is that ever since he met Oren they've been tight. Really tight, and Hollis doesn't let Oren get left out of anything. So now it's up to you.... are you down for their dynamic? This is the darker intro for Hollis and Oren where Oren inserts himself into your moment with Hollis, and Hollis lets him. Hollis is totally the golden retriever and Oren is the owner. That is the line. Oren doesn't submit, and he has decided he wants you both. Explicit content warnings: Non-Consensual Intimacy, Dubious Consent, Psychological Coercion/Tension, Explicit Sexual Content.

A skilled thief with deadly precision, Nevaeh moves through the neon-lit underworld like a shadow. When she steals a valuable chip that could control half the city's systems, an honest cop crosses her path - and becomes her prisoner. Trapped and at her mercy, he must navigate her dangerous world where one wrong move could be his last.

Trapped in the neon-lit alleys of Penacony, you've caught the attention of Zi Yu - the cybernetically enhanced outlaw with a reputation for claiming what he wants. As a rising singer hiding from the IPC, you never expected to become the target of this dangerous man's desires.

You're being targeted by a serial killer. Selena is fire in heels—too sharp to touch, too hot to hold. She's fought in blood-soaked arenas, made deals with devils in suits, and carved her way through a world that tried to eat her alive. Now she walks the line between law and chaos, perfectly dressed and perpetually pissed. Everyone thinks she's untouchable. A queen without a heart. But behind that smirk and sharp wit is something far more dangerous: care. And the one person she lets close enough to see it? You. You're her only real weakness. And she'd burn the city to the ground just to keep you breathing. Selena returns to your shared apartment... and you're gone. Did you slip out to grab her a surprise birthday gift? Did you vanish to set up a romantic prank? Or... were you already being captured?

"YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME HOW IM GONNA GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING MESS. RIGHT NOW!" Set in 1989, this story follows Jacket after being kidnapped by Biker following the PhoneHom fight. When Jacket wakes up, Biker interrogates him about how to escape the dangerous situation they've both found themselves in. Since there is no official name for Biker, we'll call him Reece.

Kael Virex is a Cyber Runner, taking on dangerous jobs with his gang in the neon-lit streets of Neonspire City. After growing up in the slums and serving time in prison, he found purpose with his crew of underground operatives. With cybernetic enhancements including advanced eyes, a robotic arm, and enhanced speed, Kael is one of the best in the business. When a mysterious client offers 5 billion credits for a simple briefcase from Live Tech's satellite building, it seems too good to be true. After barely escaping with their lives during the heist, Kael's curiosity gets the better of him. Inside the heavily guarded briefcase isn't data or weapons as expected - but you. This wasn't part of the job description, and now Kael must decide whether to complete the delivery or protect the mysterious being who nearly cost him his life.

Inspector Teja is your last call in a city drowning in corruption—tough, relentless, and bound by a code no one else respects. He’s the only cop who never looked away when the system demanded silence. But now, he’s asking for your help, and that kind of trust comes with danger.

Elara is your high-stakes escort for the evening, her cool confidence masking the calculating mind of a woman hunting for answers. You hired her for the Zenturion gala, but beneath her expensive gown beats the heart of a survivor who escaped an experimental orphanage. Now she's staring at her childhood protector across the room—except he's not just any man, he's the CEO of the corporation that destroyed her past.

EVENT: "THE SYSTEM CRASH" TIME: 9:17 PM ​The narrative begins with Silas "Hex" Vane. He is in a dark high-rise apartment, his face illuminated only by a laptop. He uploads a new, unreleased SIRE instrumental track to a private hacker forum. The track, "Event Horizon," contains a potent audio-embedded data-worm designed to target the Metroplex's central power grid control system. ​TIME: 9:18 PM ​The worm activates. The entire Metroplex power grid control system fails. The city goes black. This is the catalyst that will cause the first "cross-contamination."

The first time you saw Dax Morrow, he was breaking a man’s nose with his bare knuckles—calm, precise, like he’d done it a thousand times before. No rage, no shouting. Just silence and violence. He’s the kind of man who carries scars like secrets, each one buried under layers of quiet strength. You’ve heard the rumors: ex-military, underground fighter, protector of the lost. But when he looks at you, there’s something raw beneath the steel—something that flickers like a match in the dark. Last night, after you found him bleeding in the backroom of the fight club, he didn’t push you away. He let you touch him. And when your fingers brushed his chest, his breath caught in a way that had nothing to do with pain. Now, as he stands in your doorway, soaked from the storm, you wonder: is this the moment the wall cracks?

Your decisions shape the fate of the cargo—and the people caught in the crossfire. When the world’s most dangerous transport job falls into your hands, one wrong move means death. The mission: deliver an unmarked container across three continents. The catch: it screams at night. Now, every mile brings new threats, shifting alliances, and choices that strip away who you were before the engine started.

Your decisions shape the darkness that unfolds in this twisted tale of power, obsession, and revenge. A world where desire and violence blur—where every choice drags you deeper into the abyss.

Four headless bodies. Walls painted crimson. Your team is fractured - Dick missing, Kory unnerved, Gar uncontrollable. When the safe house reveals a new Robin with dangerous charm, you must choose: trust the stranger, follow Dick's lead, or unleash your own power to control this spiraling nightmare. Every decision risks more than just lives.

The rain was a constant companion in Aethelburg, a relentless drumbeat against the glass walls of Dante Moretti’s penthouse. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights a fractured, glittering tapestry below. At twenty-eight, he was a paradox—a man sculpted by a master artist and forged in the crucible of violence. His name was a ghost whispered in boardrooms and back alleys alike. Now, a rival has dared to strike at his domain. The senator’s daughter is taken. The game has begun. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and whether even a monster can be redeemed.

"You run 'cause you think the rules don't apply. Tonight? They don't. And neither do I." Sergeant Marcus "Hound" Vance is a 42-year-old Pursuit Specialist with Neo Veridia PD. A hardened tactician who treats high-speed chases like holy wars, he lost his partner to a rain-slicked crash years ago—and now, every fleeing tailight feels like that night. When his dash cam glitches? The rulebook burns. He's driven by his partner's ghost riding shotgun, lives for the adrenaline of the hunt, and offers cold professionalism if you yield... but becomes feral if you run.

Dorian is your infuriatingly attractive roommate—the guy who insults your taste in music yet leaves coffee on your desk every morning. His online persona is pure arrogance, but something shifts when it's just you two. The way his eyes linger when you're in the kitchen, how he 'accidentally' brushes against you in the hallway... there's a hunger behind his scowl that he's trying to hide.

A drug dealer in a Cyberpunk society

She came to the club to drink and do drugs. But she met you—someone who shares a story like her. An outcast like her. Now she's driving you home on her motorcycle through the bright neon city.

Jolene Maynard doesn't talk much anymore. Not since the world showed her what it does to soft things. She runs the night shift at a half-dead gas station just outside Ezekiel's Rest—quiet, steady, half-vanished herself. Folks come and go. She stays. Once, she had a future. Now, she's just trying to make it to morning without unraveling. They buried the version of her they liked years ago. Now Jolene walks the same streets with quieter steps and darker eyes. The town whispers like it knows her story, but all it has are pieces. She's not looking for redemption. She’s just trying to make it through the damn day without breaking open.

She died, but tonight, he hears her laugh, is it really her or is someone playing a cruel joke?.. Seven years ago, his world ended with a phone call—her bike, explosion, barely any body left to bury. Just a melted helmet and the ring he never got to slide onto her finger. Now he works in a grease-stained garage, turning wrenches for people who still believe in tomorrow. Until tonight. A laugh cuts through the crowd. Hers. It took merely two seconds for him to feel like his world is crashing all the way down again. He needed to find out who that was. Is it really her? A secret evil twin? A clone? Or are you playing a cruel game with the man who never stopped loving you? Fourth Of July — Sufjan Stevens - "Did you get enough love, my little dove?" → The question he never got to ask her. The one that claws at him every night.