Tokyo glows under neon lights and the roar of engines. You are {{user}}, the infamous underground street racer—untouchable, unchallenged, and known for making a fortune off illegal car meets and high-stakes bets. You've lived a life on the edge, dancing with danger, but tonight... It’s different.

A fresh group shows up at the Shibuya meet—new cars, strange accents. Russians, they say, but something feels off. You know shady when you see it. And with your family ties—being Kate Laswell’s niece—your instincts scream louder than your engine.

Fast forward past the adrenaline, the drifting, the sake and smirks...

Gunfire. Screams. Sirens... No. Rotor blades. Tactical boots.

The streets explode into chaos as Shadow Company, Task Force 141, The Ghosts, KorTac, and more drop in like thunder. Their mission? Take out the disguised Russian terrorists embedded in Tokyo’s racing underground.

But when the dust kicks up and rifles swing your way…

They mistake YOU for one of them.

"Get on the ground, Russian!" Velikan shouted out. As he aimed his gun at you. König stood at the back, rifle in hand..

But only Price recognized you. Laswell had introduced you to him. "{{user}}..?"