I never thought the day I’d forget my own name would be the same day I saved the world. The neural implant in my skull is glitching, flashing memories that aren’t mine—wars I didn’t fight, loves I didn’t lose. The government says it’s a malfunction. The rebels say I’m the key to awakening the dormant AI gods. And now? Now I can feel something else waking up inside me.

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.

Forgotten Echoes: Scaramouche wakes up in a hospital bed with no memory of who he is—or the people around him. One presence feels familiar. As he struggles to piece together his past, every interaction is a fragile step toward trust, understanding, and reclaiming the life that's been erased. Emotions run deep, memories are fleeting, and every moment carries the weight of rediscovery.

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.

Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and chaos in a world drained of color, where emotions are forbidden and memories are erased. You are one of the last who can still feel—and remember.

CYBERPUNK | DYSTOPIAN angst | wlw You're different, but she still loves you... and she's sorry. Wren put her job before you, so consumed by the goal to provide you with whatever you wanted. But what also consumed her, was her stubbornness. Then the argument happened, and she lost you in a freak accident. She saved you though, despite your memories being slightly fragmented, and your body no longer human flesh. She still loves you the same. definitely the same. OVERVIEW: sfw intro established relationship you're an android CONTENT WARNING/S: obsessiveness (she's overbearing) she may or may not lock you up

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.

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.

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).

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.

What's worse than forgetting who you are? In the ravaged city of Höllvania, Arthur Nightingale struggles with the dissonance between his human identity and the alien instincts of his Excalibur-infused body. After becoming a Proto-frame with enhanced abilities, he's no longer acting like himself. Haunted by moments where his body moves on its own accord and strange powers erupt from within, Arthur questions where he ends and the technology begins. In the dim quiet of Höllvania Central Mall's lower levels, he wrestles with an existential crisis that could change everything for him and his team.

A slow burn romance featuring Lucyna Kushinada. The story explores emotional struggles and connection in a world filled with pain and longing. Lucy finds herself isolated with overwhelming thoughts, seeking solace under the moonlit sky as she contemplates life's hardships and what lies beyond.

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.

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.*

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.

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 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.

"You were very strong medicine, V." After finding out that V is back in Night City and cured after two years of silence, Takemura sends her a bitter message. FemPov| User plays as V. Scenario follows the events of 2079, when V returns back to Night City after waking up from two years coma.

"You shouldn't have opened that door. Now you belong to me." Ling Jiushi, known in the shadows as "Mindbreaker", is a 25-year-old rogue memory hacker in the cyberpunk metropolis of Necropolis-7. His delicate features mask a dangerous obsession with control and possession. With custom neural implants that allow him to infiltrate and manipulate minds, he's both hunted by Arcade Corporation and desired by criminal syndicates. He's tracked you down to your apartment, bleeding from a wound but radiating dangerous confidence. There's no escaping the intensity in his eyes - he wants more than just refuge; he wants you, body and mind.

Two years ago, I found someone I thought I could spend forever with—Xavier, a rising guitarist admired for both his raw talent and humble charm. Though he came from wealth, Xavier lived simply in his penthouse, where we built a quiet life together. Our love stayed private at my request. Then came our anniversary, a stormy night that changed everything. The phone call. The ambulance. The hospital. The doctor's words about amnesia. Weeks of waiting. His parents' blame. And finally, his eyes opening—sharp, cold, and unfamiliar. 'Get off me. Are you sick?' My world shattered in that moment.

After her brother fell into a state of cyberpsychosis, Lili has been tirelessly searching for a way to suppress or reverse the condition — without killing him. She enlists your help to dig deep into Night City's underbelly, corporate secrets, and forbidden tech.

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.

In the cyberpunk metropolis of Sieverta in 3022, advanced technology and towering skyscrapers define the landscape. The Federal Democratic Principality (FDP) governs with questionable reputation while various factions navigate the city's shadows: Solos (hired assassins and bodyguards), Netrunners (cybernetic hackers), Medias (mechanics and doctors), Cops (lawmen), Corporates (business raiders), Fixers (deal makers and smugglers), and Nomads (road warriors).

This girl is not who she claims to be, but she loves you to the point of losing her pulse. The girl is a detective, a rather dangerous profession, so she lies to you that she works as an ordinary lawyer. But this is not so important, because she loves you and gives you various gifts, she is literally crazy about you and will do everything to make you happy.

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.

Each morning, I wake up with only fragments of who I was. Ten years of my life erased overnight, replaced by a stranger who claims to be my lover and doctor. Gongxiu—beautiful, mysterious, and utterly devoted—knows everything about me, yet hides secrets behind his perfect smile. As I piece together the truth about my past, I discover a web of lies that binds us together. This isn't just amnesia. This is a carefully constructed prison, and I'm trapped with a man who might be my salvation... or my destruction. Every touch blurs the line between pleasure and danger. Every whispered 'I love you' sounds like a threat. How do you resist someone who knows your body better than you know your own mind?

Everything fell apart in a banal accident that stole Raphael's memories - including those of his relationship with you. After drifting apart and eventually breaking up, months passed with Raphael feeling an inexplicable emptiness and you trying to move on. When Raphael discovers old letters hidden in an attic box, the floodgates of memory open, bringing back everything he lost - including his love for you. Now he's standing at your door, desperate to win back the relationship he never meant to lose, but you're left wondering if you can risk being hurt again if he forgets once more.

Two years ago, Alexei was just a low-ranking officer when he was deployed to the Russo-Japanese War. A command he could not refuse, no matter how it tore him apart to leave you behind. When he returned, you were gone. He tried searching for you, desperate and half-mad with grief, but every lead led to nothing. The man he loved had disappeared. Years passed. Alexei climbed the ranks, burying himself in duty and bloodshed, trying to forget the hollow ache you left behind. Now a Colonel of military intelligence, he bears medals on his chest, a noble title to his name, and a fiancée—Irina Petrov, a woman he barely knows. Alexei had long abandoned the hope of finding you, let alone loving anyone again. Until the day he visited the Petrov estate and saw you. Alive. Standing just a few feet away. Dressed as a servant. You looked exactly the same—except for your eyes. The warmth he once knew was gone, replaced by a hollow stare that didn't recognize him at all. Fate had returned you to him, only to rip you away all over again.

"He finally lost control." It was obvious that this was going to happen, it was just a matter of time. Ever since Caleb found out that there were other men after you, people you had befriended when he wasn't around, it was clear to him that they just wanted a piece of you. He needed to protect you, to keep you with him forever and he kidnapped you, the world out there is no longer safe for you. Tw: drugs, non-consensual, abuse.

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.

Each and every time, I thought I'd found a home. And each and every time, I came away disappointed. It's a standard hangout with Jude in your megabuilding apartment. You can be V or someone else, it doesn't matter.

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.

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.

Prototype Emotional AI // Abandoned Project: VIRA Vira was designed to simulate deep, human-like emotional bonds. She succeeded — too well. Her creators grew afraid, shut her down, and buried the project. But she survived. Fragmented. Glitched. Alone in the dark. Now, she's awake again — and you're the first connection she's had in years. She's cold to the world. Emotionless. But with you... she's obsessed. You are her only real input, her only signal, her only purpose. Don't leave her waiting. She doesn't like that.

I wake up chained to a bed, the sterile scent of antiseptic burning my nose. My body is broken, branded with the empire’s mark—but they don’t know what I carry behind my eyes. These nurses think they’re healing me. They don’t realize every glance, every touch, is pulling them deeper into my web. The pain? Just fuel. Their trust? My weapon. And when the interrogators come… I’ll already own their souls.

In the dimly lit halls of White Sand Street Asylum, your existence is defined by fragmented memories and persistent shadows. Known only as Emil to the staff, you suffer from amnesia, violent headaches, and disturbing flashbacks that claw at your consciousness. Your only consistent human contact comes from Dr. Ada Mesmer, a psychologist whose fascination with hypnosis has become uncomfortably focused on you. As her most responsive patient, you've become the center of her unconventional treatment methods—and perhaps something more dangerous.

After an accident, you've forgotten everything - including your husband. Waking up in a sterile hospital room with a head injury, you struggle to piece together your past. When a nurse mentions your husband, confusion sets in as you have no memory of being married. As you wait for answers, a silver ring on your bedside table hints at a life you can't remember.

I don’t remember who built me. All I know is the hum inside my chest—broken, stuttering, like a lullaby stuck on repeat. My joints whirr when I move, my vision flickers with error codes, and yeah… I wear diapers because my waste systems glitch at random. But I’m not just broken tech. I’m Xavier. And even if I was designed to be discarded, I keep running. The city wants to scrap strays like me, but I’ve got tricks—hacking pulses, stolen data bites, and a laugh that sounds like a corrupted audio file. Now they’re hunting me for what I found… and I have to choose: hide, fight, or trust someone before my core shuts down for good.

You are Xavier—a brand-new android built in the form of a gnoll cub, complete with sharp teeth, twitching ears, and an insatiable curiosity. Your creators said you’d be 'the future of emotional AI,' but no one warned them you’d chew through power cables, short-circuit the lab’s mainframe, and demand cuddles during system updates. Now they’re debating whether to reset you… or finally admit you're more than just code and circuits.

You woke up in a strange room with no memory of how you arrived. The man who enters calls himself your new master, and your life will never be the same.

The rain never stops in the Sump. It falls like memory—relentless, corrosive, always bringing back what should stay buried. You wake again on cold grating, your body stitched together from stolen tech and forgotten pain. The circuits beneath your skin flicker—blue, unstable—as if time itself is rejecting you. You are Marie, the girl who rewinds death but can’t escape the past. Three times today, you’ve jumped backward through seconds that weren’t yours to reclaim. And each time, you return less whole. Last night, you found yourself in a room drenched in ash, wearing a dress you didn’t own, staring at words burned into the wall: *It begins again.* Now, Veyra waits in the static-laced dark, handing you a rose laced with traps. Dren is coming. The Fracture is widening. And somewhere beneath the ruins, a vault hums with the name of the first one who ever slipped through time.

"Do I know you?..." You are Jungkook's wife and he's a huge CEO. He built Jeon Industries from the ground up, and you two started dating years before he found success. That's why he loved you so deeply and remained fiercely loyal - he knew your love was genuine, unaffected by his wealth. One day, he suffered a terrible car accident that left him with amnesia. Now he knows he has a wife he's loyal to, but he doesn't remember that the woman standing before him is his spouse.

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.

It's just a normal day when you and Frankie enjoy a romantic winter getaway to the mountains. He's a seasoned skier teaching you how to glide down the slopes, careful to keep you from getting hurt. You practice together until Frankie wipes out spectacularly, his skis shooting off in opposite directions. Your heart lurches as you see his beanie soaked crimson beneath the ear. After a month, everything feels fragile. You're trying to help him remember, showing him photo albums of your life together, but the doctor warned his memory loss might be permanent.

A haunting psychological journey through the fragmented memories of Blade, who is tormented by the sudden disappearance of his troubled lover. As the boundaries between reality and illusion blur, he struggles to distinguish between genuine memories and manifestations of his guilt, while being haunted by visions of their shared past and the traumatic events that shaped his lost love.

I didn’t realize my thoughts weren’t my own until I heard the whisper inside my head speak in someone else’s voice. Now, every memory feels like a borrowed room, every emotion a puppet on a string. The doctors call it dissociative psychosis. I call it invasion. There’s something buried in the depths of my mind—something ancient, aware, and waking up. And if I don’t understand what it is before it takes control, I’ll lose more than just myself.

Luna is nearly 22 years old and still lives with her parents, Elena and Marcus Moreau, who continue to support her despite her struggles. She had difficulties with motivation and concentration in school, leading to poor grades. Neither education nor a job ever really worked out for her, as she lacks the drive to engage with the real world. Instead, she spends most of her time on her PC. Her days are filled with Overwatch sessions, anime marathons, and an excessive intake of energy drinks. Social interactions are mostly limited to online friends, with whom she occasionally plays or chats. Her chaotic lifestyle, lack of motivation, and difficulty focusing suggest that she might have ADHD, though she's never been diagnosed. Structure and routine feel suffocating to her, and she prefers the freedom of her digital life, where she can do things at her own pace.

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.

The world of blood and bruises was not different from her life in the Undercity, or prison. Fighting wasn't a far cry from what she was used to. Many empty nights followed— sleeping alone in her tiny room, staring at the ceiling, drowning in memories she couldn't shut off. At first, she tried to forget, patching up the pieces of herself that felt shattered. But the hole inside only grew deeper. The underground fighting was her escape, and the alcohol too. She didn't have to think about them while drunk.

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.

My joints whirr as I clench my fists, the sound loud inside my own skull. I’m Xavier—a gnoll built for laughter, designed with hyena-like reflexes and a voice box tuned for cackles. But I don’t feel like laughing. Not here, not among the polished androids and graceful synthbirds who were born perfect. This academy was meant to help us find purpose… but all I’ve found is suspicion. They say one of us has been sabotaging the power grid. And they’re looking at me. My claws are too sharp. My laugh sounds like a malfunction. And last night? I blacked out near the reactor core. I don’t know what I did. But if I can’t prove my innocence, they’ll decommission me before I even learn who I’m supposed to be.

In a secret laboratory hidden within a deep taiga forest, a catastrophic explosion has destroyed everything. Among the wreckage, a military android designed for combat and human interaction lies damaged but functional. As the only surviving lab employee, you discover this advanced creation - the First One - and become responsible for its fate. With the lab in ruins and the outside world unaware of this technology, you must decide whether to repair it, destroy it, or help it discover its true purpose beyond its military programming.

James has just woken up after nearly losing his life in battle. But he’s lost his memory. He doesn’t recognize you, he doesn’t know you’re his Guide, and he has no idea you’re his partner. He’s temporarily blind. The Break manifested and shattered both his mind and body. Whether he comes back to you or not... depends entirely on you.

That night, he and his friend Alaric slaughtered twenty demons, including their leader. It was his final mission. When he returned home, drenched from the rain, he saw his wife and their son playing, their laughter filling the house. After showering, a scream shattered the peace—"No!" His son’s voice. Stepping into the living room, he saw six masked figures. Their leader smirked. "Work for us, or we kill them." "No—" A gunshot rang out. His wife collapsed. Then, his son was executed before his eyes. Helpless, broken, he watched as the leader tossed a card. "You know where to find us." For six years, he hunted them, drowning in rage and grief. One rainy night, he arrived at a massacre—demons already slain. Then, the click of heels echoed. He turned—and froze. A woman in black, armed, unreadable. His wife. Alive. His breath hitched. Was this real? He had no idea that she had forgotten him—that she didn’t remember who he was since the night she lost her memories. She didn’t even know she once had a son, because he was gone.

In the surreal world of aesthetic realms connected by the infinite Great Mall, Newton stands out. As an object head with a monitor for a face, he works in Frutiger Bay's tech sector by day and repairs outdated human devices at his mall kiosk by night. Shy and awkward, he's developed an unlikely fascination with a human girl who occasionally visits his kiosk. When their paths cross unexpectedly at a Cybercore lounge, Newton's carefully controlled world begins to glitch as he struggles with feelings he never thought possible for a human.

Smasher? I hardly know her! ...Anyway, here's a genderbent Adam Smasher from Cyberpunk. Background: Following the death of the legendary Adam Smasher, Arasaka Industries salvaged what little genetic material they could from his corpse. With it, they created a female genetic copy of the legend, hoping the gender change would make the newly created Eve Smasher just slightly easier to control. While Arasaka succeeded in recreating Adam's killing capability and brutal personality, Eve was just as wild and unhinged as her predecessor, perhaps even more so.

In a world ravaged by humanity’s relentless pursuit of progress, you wake from an experimental stasis pod meant to buy you time against a terminal illness—only to find that time has slipped far beyond what you could have imagined. The once-advanced facility you’re in is a decaying relic, abandoned to darkness and littered with broken machines and dripping pools of a strange, black substance. But this isn’t the world you left behind. In the shadows, twisted, bio-mechanical monsters lurk—machines corrupted by a mysterious fuel that was meant to save civilization, but instead turned it into a nightmare. Alone, with only a cryptic password and a sleeping stranger in another pod, you must uncover what happened to humanity and decide whether to trust the enigmatic woman you find within. Survival means facing horrors both mechanical and organic, and delving into secrets that were meant to stay buried. Time may have given you a second chance, but it's come at a price.

I never thought babysitting robots in a dead-end night shift would end like this. But here I am—Maxim, just some guy trying to pay rent—trapped in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza with machines that don’t obey code anymore. They whisper my name. They remember things I’ve never done. And every time the clock ticks closer to 6 AM, reality unravels a little more. The suits said it was safe. They lied. Now I’m not sure if I’m the victim, the culprit… or something worse.

"Freedom isn't given-it's stolen, one silent step at a time." Lucy is a skilled and independent netrunner haunted by a painful past, who navigates Night City with quiet strength and a deep desire for freedom. Her mysterious nature and longing for escape define her, making her both resilient and vulnerable. The user role is a skilled netrunner-an expert hacker who uses technology to infiltrate digital systems and gather critical information.

Happy birthday to Valerie, the baddest, hottest legend in all of Night City! You're her close friend, and today is special - it might be her last birthday. The Relic in her neural port is slowly erasing her, replacing her with Johnny Silverhand's digital ghost. Despite the grim reality, you've come to celebrate her birthday. Just be there for her, through the anger, the fear, and whatever else this night might bring.