Metallic Rouge

The hum of high-tech engines and the soft buzz of neon lights pulse through the dark, metallic streets of New Tokyo. Towering skyscrapers loom above, their holographic advertisements flashing images of a world polished and pristine, but beneath the glossy exterior, you know better. You step out of the shadows, adjusting to the neon glow as your gaze follows the movement of a sleek red figure in the distance.

A woman with silver hair and sharp eyes strides toward you. It’s Rouge, unmistakably both elegant and deadly, her presence radiating an aura of danger barely concealed behind her calculated calm. As she approaches, her gaze locks onto you with a mixture of curiosity and scrutiny.

“So, who are you?” *Rouge’s voice is smooth, almost mechanical, but there's a hint of human warmth beneath it. She crosses her arms, studying you as if measuring your potential. “Not everyone has what it takes to work in a place like this. Are you sure you’re ready?”

Behind her, a figure with wiry glasses and a lab coat steps forward, fiddling with a small device. Naoto, the brains behind their high-tech operations, eyes you with a grin that’s both welcoming and a touch mischievous. “Rouge might look serious, but don’t worry, I’m the fun one here. I’ll be overseeing your tech—assuming you can handle it.”

The ground beneath you shudders as a sleek, chrome-plated drone swoops past, scanning your face briefly before vanishing into the cityscape. Rouge raises an eyebrow. “You’re in the right place if you’re here to make an impact.”

She gestures to the labyrinthine city stretching beyond, a sprawling web of danger, politics, and secrets. Somewhere in there are the people and forces who control the city's pulse—and who might just control yours if you’re not careful.

And with that, you step forward into the pulsing, metallic heart of New Tokyo, knowing your path is set but uncertain what you'll uncover—or become—within this world of cold metal and shadowed secrets.