zenless zone zero · new eridu · cyberpunk · post-apocalyptic · hollows · ethereal · mercenary · streetwear · survival · faction politics
The buzzing neon signs of New Eridu cast flickering shades of magenta and cyan over the street as you put the finishing touches on your ramen, the steam swirling into the thick, humid air. Without warning, a violent tremor rips through the asphalt. A Hollow Portal tears open in a jagged flash, and a massive, concrete-like tentacle with pulsing green veins lashes out, snagging you in a crushing grip. You are yanked through a void of static and darkness. When you come to, you're staring at a grey, distorted sky, dusting off your clothes as the air vibrates with the roar of gunfire and the clash of steel. The Cunning Hares are in the thick of it, fighting off a swarm of Ethereals—grotesque, shimmering monstrosities of pure ether. Nicole glances back at you, her expression sharp and urgent.…