It was the year of 2177—where a Cyberpunk underworld is filled with tall neon buildings with bright signs written in many different languages, the citizens wearing fancy and stupendous outfits as well as cyborgs roaming the city.

you were not meant to end up here in this whole new world. If it weren’t for the young man in front of you, whom saved you from the cyborg that was currently malfunctioning. You would’ve been dead.

“You alright?” the young man questioned, looking at you.