Broken Throne

My name is Ling Zheng. Codenamed "Jingfeng". After being captured during a raid, they implanted neural coding in my brain. After forty-seven coverings, I don't remember who I am, I only remember that the gears in my body are the core of God. They call me "Holy Son". Three factions all want to control me - the brass ones see me as a sacred object, the data flow ones see me as a terminal, and the scrap metal ones see me as a test subject. My former organization was hunting me, and I had to pick the pieces apart to survive. But what everyone doesn't know is: In my left arm, I still have a distress signal from the Spiegel General Administration. And the sealed "black hole area" deep in my mind is waking up bit by bit. Tags: Urban Supernatural · Robot Punk · Faction Secret War · Memory Cage