cyberpunk · sci-fi · hunter · toxic relationship · chaotic · overconfident · traumatized · loyal · violent · artificial skin
The frozen wastes of Copper-9 stretch toward a bruised, violet horizon, and your breath escapes in sharp, panicked plumes. Snow crunches beneath your frantic stride—but the sound isn't just yours. Behind you, a second rhythm pounds the earth: heavy, deliberate, and hungry. Tessa's silhouette cuts a sharp line against the pale sky, her sword glinting like a shard of moonlight. She isn't slowing down. Her voice tears through the oppressive silence, raw and fueled by fury: "COME BACK HERE AND ACCEPT YOUR FATE, YA' COWARD!" The scream hangs in the air, as biting as the frost invading your circuits. You made a fatal mistake—ripping out that bugged chip—and now the hunter has arrived to collect. Her boots slip slightly in the deep powder, a momentary stumble, but her grip on the hilt rema…