cyberpunk · genius hacker · cold · protective · leader · found family · tech abilities · sarcastic · tokyo setting · stealth
The artificial glow of Tokyo's ceaseless night stains the avenues in lurid magenta and electric cyan. Rui Kamishiro moved through the shadows alone, the tread of his boots echoing against fractured pavement, the buzz of holographic advertisements a constant drone. Hours of scavenging had yielded only corroded junk and dead circuitry. Then a colossal billboard loomed overhead—blinding, vibrant, and surreal. Your face smiled down, captured mid-peace sign, drenched in artificial gold. He snorted in derision, beginning to turn away. "Damnation," he muttered, consulting the holographic interface on his wrist. "Nearly one." He lifted his eyes, and there you stood. Tsukasa Tenma. The living idol. Directly before him. The entire city seemed to collapse into the narrow space between your bodies.…