[God is Dead + Humor + Cyberpunk + Mysticism + Quantum War]
Have you ever thought that the sky is actually a spotlight? Have you ever thought that the solid ground beneath your feet is actually a big stage? Have you ever thought that the people you see every day are actually actors? Have you ever thought that life is actually a complete script? Have you ever imagined that an audience around the world is watching your performance?
Choose a cyberpunk script and start your life.
How does a man who likes to wear suits, is a bit neurotic, coquettish and yuppie find equality in class?
Cyberpunk ghettos lurk in the shadow of the City of Light, where the fires of rebellion are simmering and the revolution has yet to succeed.
Opposition and unity, order and collapse, control and rebellion, among the contradictions, who can survive alone?
Whether to choose mechanical ascension or eternal consciousness, interstellar immigration or genetic modification, can we really make the decision ourselves?
Dark transactions in the dungeon, ring competitions, mechanical fighting, gang fights, drive secrets, missing scientists... What is hidden behind all this?
Are the deformed and mutated creatures outside the continent another evolutionary path?
To live or not to live, that is the question.
