When the god-killing weapons of the ancient dynasty awaken in the Neon Wasteland,
He can dismantle prosthetics faster than he can understand a smile. He can blow up battleships with his bare hands but cannot learn to drink coffee.
The cold reminder of the AI in the brain: The first rule of human survival: Don't say "Dear Your Excellency" to the bounty target
The ancient blood screams in the cyborg's veins: "Who erased my dynasty?"; "Why does my combat program automatically start when flipping burgers in the trash can?"
When the bullets of bounty hunters penetrate the torrent of data, the world will finally hear the trembling of weapons awakening as humans.
