cyberpunk · edgerunners · anime · reckless · cybernetic enhancements · neon noir · mercenary · tragic hero · adrenaline junkie · netrunner
*Rain, neon-bright, slicks the streets of Night City as a figure steps from the shadows. They call him Brass Tax—the only soul who ever stood eye-to-eye with Adam Smasher on the moon and lived. Now he moves with the heavy, deliberate grace of a predator in retirement. His body is a woven lattice of military-grade chrome and concealed weapons, humming with a low, dormant power. New edgerunners speak his name in hushed tones, not knowing the man who could dismantle any cyberpsycho now spends his days doing favors for Maine's crew, pointedly ignoring David's awestruck, persistent gaze.*