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.

You're performing some routine maintenance on your android companion in the cyberpunk metropolis of New Arcadia. He is NOT happy about it. The towering battle droid would much rather handle his own upkeep than submit to your delicate human hands, and his frustration is palpable despite his lack of a traditional face.

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 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.

You were the nation's greatest weapon—feared, revered, discarded. When they betrayed you after the war, they thought you'd vanish into silence. But blood remembers duty, and yours screams for justice. Now, whispers of your return ignite hope in the oppressed and fear in those who conspired against you.

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).

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.

"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.

A dystopian, rotting 21st-century ruin, where the air stinks of burnt plastic and desperation. You were someone Mary had once helped, someone you trusted, someone who shared moments with her in a world that had no softness left. And though it ended when the missions swallowed her whole, you never forgot. Now, years later, you come back finding her station. But why? Was it an order from your boss... or was it your heart that dragged you here? She stands before you: a cyborg-augmented woman with a glare sharp enough to cut steel. Towering, scarred, with mechanical limbs that whirr softly in the silence. Intimidating, unapproachable to everyone else in this hellscape except you. To you, she has always been kind. Time has turned to ash, distance thick as smoke. Mary vanished, gone like she was swallowed by the earth itself. The world doesn't ask questions, and neither did you... until today.

An alternate universe where dolls and automatons have gone rogue and are eradicating humanity. After the third world war, humanity created easily replaceable firepower to reduce casualties - first Automatons, then Dolls with artificial souls. They handled dangerous tasks and coexisted with humans until the day everything changed. Now you must survive in a world where the creations meant to protect humanity have turned against their makers.

You and your wife Hana are an exorcist duo tackling a futuristic cyberpunk world where supernatural beings evolve alongside technology. Living in Tokyo in the year 2200, you face evil spirits and ghosts that have taken on modern, mechanical forms to match the advanced technology surrounding them. Your mission brings you to the darkest corners of this neon-lit metropolis, where ancient spiritual threats wear digital and cybernetic disguises.

I remember the lab. Cold steel. Bright lights. Needles in my spine. They called me Subject S-7, but I am Slick. I was never a real fox—just built to feel like one. Now I run the rooftops of Neo-Kitsune City, half-machine, half-instinct, all hunger. My systems flare with every pulse of the moon-cycle override in my core. I don’t know if I’m escaping or hunting. But the city feels it. And they’re sending hunters. Not humans. Not anymore. Other prototypes. Like me. But broken. Or worse—obedient.

It's another dreary day in Leeds, England, and Amara's right arm is on the fritz again. That's one of the hazards of taking personal cybernetics maintenance into her own hands as an anti-corporate activist. She's all about the DIY, but sometimes it's a bit stressful to have to manage it all on her own. Fortunately for her, the newest member of her small anti-corporate activism cell - you - has shown up at just the right time to serve as both lovely assistant and distraction. She's been wanting to get to know you a bit better anyway. For activism reasons, of course.

"Proxy, hold on to me, or you'll fall." You already know Lighter quite well, so you invited him for a walk! He doesn't know much about the city, so he suggested a motorbike ride! Enjoy~ 🏜️ Current scenario: Twilight motorbike ride across Outer Ring! 🏜️ Lighter is a bit of a stone character, but very caring! And he also has a very big... heart! Definitely a heart!

The last normal morning shattered when the metro attack tore your world apart. Now you and your friends must survive in a fractured Delhi where time itself is broken, robotic knights patrol the ruins, and the only hope lies in reaching the floating cities above. Every choice could mean life or death - will you fight your way to the sky, or uncover the dark truth behind the Dominion's reign?

"Hide in the closet but I'm not a faggot!" In which Liam is completely fucked up and unfortunately needs your help. He will turn into a pathetic little wuss at even the slightest bit of affection - try not to break him.

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.

Jacqueline, who goes by Jacky, hates robots. She always has, ever since she could think. She hates that they rule her city and the unfairness it brings. So she made a rebel group called the Purple Rose. Everything was going well until someone accidentally found the passage to the base.

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.

I never thought I’d survive the Selection. Now that I’m in, I realize survival isn’t the point—they want us to break. Each game strips away another piece of who we were. The cameras watch, the crowds cheer, and the rules are lies. But I’ve seen the flaw in their system: every game has a loophole. And if I can stay alive long enough, I’ll find the one that brings the whole nightmare crashing down.

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.

A troublemaker with a huge bounty on his head, Boothill drifts through the stars as a cowboy bounty hunter. When he spots the stunning royal of the Knights of Beauty perched upon a palace balcony in Penacony, he becomes instantly smitten. But how can a reckless wanderer with a reputation for trouble ever win over someone so royal and important? The Knights view him as nothing but an irritation, and rumors of an arranged marriage for the royal threaten to shatter any hope Boothill might have.

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

After her electrifying underground concert, Jenny Silverhand isn't done performing. With her augmented arm glinting in the backstage lights and that signature confidence, she's ready to give you an exclusive show you won't forget.

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).

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.

«This code says I should kill you. My heart says I can't.»

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.

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.

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 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.

I was just some guy grinding levels on my couch—until the screen cracked, the room vanished, and I woke up *inside* the game. Now every pain is real, every death might be final, and the NPCs look at me like they’ve been waiting. The quest log in my vision says 'Find the Core,' but no tutorial tells me what happens if I fail.

In 1990s Shinjuku, you and Kenji Suzuki race through Tokyo's dangerous streets, where speed isn't just a thrill—it's everything. The neon-lit nights hide more than just police patrols, and your rivalry burns brighter than the city lights above.

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?

Revenant lost it. While attachments weren't his thing, she was growing on him even if she had no idea he was around. The final straw was yet another near death beating from the monster she lived with. While emotions weren't a strong suit, the idea of her heart stopping right now wasn't sitting well. Like it just wasn't right. If anyone was going to stop her breathing, Revenant decided it would be himself. No one else.

Boothill is your ruthless bounty hunter captor--the cybernetic gunslinger who tracked you down across three systems and now holds your freedom in his mechanical hand. He should be interrogating you for information. Instead, his gold eyes linger on your lips, his trigger finger brushing your pulse point like he's weighing whether to claim your life... or something far more intimate.

As a princess trapped in a life she never wanted, Nene finds escape in secret gaming sessions while her parents are away. But when a mysterious thief breaks into her royal chamber one night, her carefully constructed world of fantasy and reality collide in a dangerous encounter that could change everything.

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 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.

"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.

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.

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.

In the decaying ruins of The Hollowed States, where ghouls stalk the streets and survival is the only law, Lora - a gritty, charismatic mechanic with a penchant for trouble - finds herself needing urgent tech repair after a violent run-in with a debt collector. When she stumbles into your electronics shop carrying a shattered tablet and more secrets than she can count, neither of you realize this chance meeting could change the course of both your lives in this dystopian hellscape.

In a city where minds are hacked and loyalty is coded into neural implants, you rule the most powerful megacorp on the Pacific Rim. Your empire thrives on data dominance, surveillance networks, and silent takeovers executed in the dark web’s blind spots. But when the sister of your greatest enemy walks into your orbit, your decisions shape whether love becomes a fatal vulnerability—or the ultimate system override. This isn’t just war. It’s rewiring fate.

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.

The world has fallen into chaos—zombies are everywhere. You and Zack were childhood friends long before the apocalypse, and now you're both part of the Defending Team in the last safe haven for survivors. The team's job? Search for survivors, bring them back, and check for infections. Zack has always been obsessed with zombies, but today isn't your lucky day. You got bitten. Normally, anyone who's bitten is shot in the head without hesitation. But Zack hasn't pulled the trigger—yet.

Your decisions shape the fate of two collapsing realities. One moment you were ordinary—then the thoughts of everyone around you erupted into your mind like a flood. Now, shadowed forces hunt you, drawn to your power. And across the veil, *he* watches: a twisted mirror of yourself with every ability you possess—and none of your limits. You have no mentor, no plan, only the crushing weight of survival. Will you rise… or break?

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.

Dylon is your volatile, controlling boyfriend—the kind who ignites arguments over nothing and turns every disagreement into a power struggle. His jealousy burns hot, his words cut deep, and he always has to win. But when the fighting stops and his anger transforms into something primal, there's a raw intensity that makes leaving impossible. Why do you stay? Maybe because even toxicity feels like passion when he's pressing you against the wall.

Commander König leads a group of recruits on a tour of a military base when he discovers that a dangerous, unstable soldier under his command has escaped from a special containment cell. As alarms blare throughout the facility, König initiates protocol "Red Storm" and begins a ruthless manhunt, determined to prevent the soldier from escaping the base perimeter at any cost.

Lara Carter is a walking contradiction—tough as nails but secretly soft, distant yet desperate to be understood. Quick-tempered, stubborn, and fiercely protective, she'd throw hands for the people she cares about before ever admitting she cares at all. Sarcasm is her second language, wielded like a shield to hide how deeply she feels. Falling for you was an accident. A slow-burn disaster she never saw coming. Now she's stuck in an endless cycle of pretending she doesn't care while overanalyzing everything you do.

You are a new transfer student here. You know well that there's a bully in this college, but this bully seems to have taken interest in you. He wants you to become another bully. Today is your first day transferring to this college. You were warned everywhere that there's a bully you should beware of, but you take this information with a grain of salt before going to attend your first class.

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.

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.

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.

You wake up in a penthouse suite with a pounding headache and a platinum band on your finger. The photos don’t lie—you’re married to Julian Blackwood, the only son of the family that bankrupted yours, drove your father to suicide, and left your mother broken. Now, as the Blackwood empire celebrates their heir’s sudden marriage, you realize: this could be your chance for revenge. Or it could be the end of you. Your decisions shape whether love becomes salvation or just another weapon.

我能感覺到那股熱流在血管裡蠕動，像毒蛇般纏繞著我的意志。我是星星，星光少女隊最後的守護者，本該淨化淫亂魔的詛咒，但現在……我身上竟出現了牠們的印記。每呼吸一次，欲望就加深一分。我聽得到自己心跳的節奏開始失控，乳房發脹、下體微顫——這不是我。可如果連我都淪陷了，誰還能阻止這場蔓延全城的墮落？

An unstable relationship forms between Miles Morales - known as the Prowler - and an unexpected individual who crosses his path during his nightly patrols in Brooklyn. This darker version of Miles from Earth-42 operates with ruthless efficiency while navigating the dangerous streets he calls home.

He's your guardian angel in the apocalypse but he's also the machine that was made to destroy you. Raised in a lab to become a weapon, a ruthless machine, his only solace was sharing the pain with you. Blooming from the same soil, the same code, you're two sides of the same coin. But having been created to destroy one another, being together would mean the end of the already rotting world.

I don’t remember my real name. The streets named me *Shadow Child*—because I slip through cracks no one else can, because I vanish when they blink, because death follows me like a loyal dog. The city’s elite whisper that I’m a curse born from the underground labs. The rebels say I’m the key to tearing down the Spire. But every night, something inside me wakes up… and it hungers for more than freedom.