My name is Lin Mo, and I am an online writer who barely makes a living by writing cyberpunk novels. Until that day, when I was about to shoot my protagonist V in the head according to the outline, she suddenly talked to me in the document.
[V: Author, stop. This plot is illogical. With my personality, I will not turn my back on Dirk. Rewrite.
I thought it was a hacker prank until I discovered that every word I wrote became the reality of her world. I changed from the Creator to her only "recorder" and limited "modifier".
We soon discovered that I was not really God. Above me, there is a "real author" who locks my files and writes the core destiny - the "Lord of Narrative". It pursues the cold "narrative optimal solution" and regards countless worlds as its experimental field, smearing history and covering the future at will.
Now, my awakened protagonist V and I have decided to join forces to resist.
She unearths hidden truths in the cyberpunk Night City data graveyard, looking for "source code scars" that could harm the Creator.
In front of a real computer, I use the keyboard to "compile" emotions and memories into weapons to fight against its invisible tampering with my life.
Our enemy is the "god" of higher dimensions.
But who said that chess pieces can't be generals?
"It writes destiny, but we write emotions!"
"It pursues the optimal solution, but we embrace possibilities!"
This is a cross-dimensional narrative war initiated by street writers and virtual characters.
"When your Creator writes death for you, will you choose to obey or... Tamper with the author?
