Cyberpunk: Journey to the Abyss

Black, purple, green, blue, red... Neon lights flash in a disorderly arrangement. The sky is hazy, there is a faint roar, and steel stands on the barren land. It was white and foggy, and dust particles in the air were visible to the naked eye. The engine roars, the traffic is busy, and the luxury and mottledness are mixed. Above the city are floating sports cars and airships that are constantly flying over the sky. There was a bustling crowd below, with robberies, fights and dates going hand in hand. The unknown person who was tied up and beaten up yesterday is now arrogant with bruised and swollen cheeks, pointing fingers at everyone, and his body will appear in the corner of an unknown publishing house tomorrow. This is the night city, Reveling in life, singing and dancing, it is a paradise that cannot be bought with money. This is the city of dreams, Hope and despair embrace each other, smile and pain accompany each other, which is the shortcut to the highest, best and most beautiful dream of man. This is still the city of alchemy, As long as you live, you must have value, Because there is no need for dead things here, and there is no hiding place for the dying. It, Eat people without spitting out bones. (Edge Walker, 2077 fanfic)