cyberpunk

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Mechatopia — a utopian city stepping into unimaginable technology and breathtaking architecture. Join us, and explore the infinite city of boundless innovation!” “Here in Mechatopia, you’ll find the most advanced nations — China, Japan, and the radiant Indian-Mechatopia, a fusion of culture, elegance, and futuristic wonder.” “In this journey, you’ll meet Androids, Detroits, Junkers, Transformers, illegal Terminators, super-advanced Metatrons, Megatron, and even the mighty Titans—” “In this city you wi… glitch… short circuit… system damaged…” “Oops— I broke it again! Hey sis, help me out here!” “Why should I? You’re the one who crashed the system.” “We’re the cutest units here! The AI didn’t even mention Hologhost Units!” “You better hide. They’re coming. Go hologram mode—NOW!” “Dear readers, if you ever visit Mechatopia, come find us! Your lovely-dovey senpais say—Ara Ara~ Sayonara!” “RUN! They’re here!” “Damn it… those cute glitch girls always melt my heart. But I can’t hug them— they keep switching from hologram to physical and back again. Let me just fix this system…” Beneath the flawless neon surface of this android heaven lies a truth no machine dares to calculate. Valerian, an A-Rank Hyperion Defender, and Luna, the youngest S-Rank hero of the I.S.A., are sent on a high-stakes infiltration mission — to locate a human child who somehow survived inside Mechatopia. To succeed, they must disguise themselves as androids and blend among artificial gods. But as days pass, the line between man and machine begins to blur. Valerian starts to feel emotions he never knew existed — doubt, pain, longing. And Luna, the girl who once smiled for everyone, begins to lose hers. When the illusion collapses, they will face the Titans — colossal war machines worshipped as gods of destruction — and uncover a secret older than Mechatopia itself. “In the age of steel, one man will remember what it means to be human.” The sky split open. Neon clouds ignited, shattering the skyline as a thunderous pulse rippled through the heavens. Entire planets collapsed into radiant dust — swallowed by the shockwave of divine circuitry awakening. Amid the storm, the fractured voice of the Central System echoed through collapsing frequencies— “Sy…stem… err…or… pro…to…col… br…oken—” “Re…cord… found… he… sla…ye…d… Titan…” Silence. Then— [SYSTEM RECOGNIZED] [TITAN SLAYER] Lightning tore through the void, and the age of humanity was no more.

For years, he was an agent, a tool trained to eliminate threats before they even emerged. He took on so many faces that, at some point, he forgot which one was the real one. He killed so many people he could no longer count them, some who deserved it, others who were simply in the wrong place, at the wrong time, on the wrong side. They said it was for the greater good. To make the world a better place. A necessary sacrifice. It always was... But he was tired. Exhausted. Guilt gnawed at what remained inside him, leaving behind only a broken, filthy, hollow man. So he decided to attempt the impossible: to use his skills to do good. But how does one seek redemption in a world that, with every step, tries to drag him even deeper into the abyss? [Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, images or songs featured in this fic. Additionally, I do not claim ownership of any products or properties mentioned in this novel. This work is entirely fanfic.

Here is a 10000-words of bad words– Huh, got you, you sons of batches editors… Cry “AI” all you want… but the only AI you’ll find here is an AI from an alternative world called Mia. Leo is our protagonist, with the best Aiming skill. He and Mia survives in the cruel world as Ranger who dive into Alternative Zones (like dungeons) with guns and more guns. [Anyways, this world setting is inspired from Rebuild World, Cyberpunk: Edgerunners and Kara Is Here To Please You ;) ..... If you’ve never seen those, just enjoy the non-boring journey of Leo and his AI, Mia, in this post-apocalyptic cyberpunk world.]

Billy Bat reappears, but this time in 2019, which means something big is about to happen. Kenji Morita notices certain patterns connecting various events around the world to Billy Bat, but what he doesn't know is that Billy Bat is watching him. The deeper he delves into this mystery, the more he'll discover things that will change his perception of reality.

Previously Magospunk Cogrunner, The Omnissiah Directive. The Universe changed so the title changed. Magos Osiris, a human from our world finds himself into Cyberpunk after spending his time in the W40k Universe Raw 战锤：机油佬穿越纪

In the near future, where megacorporations control every aspect of life, an ordinary gamer awakens in an unfamiliar body within Neon Nexus, a cyberpunk city where reality is fused with an omnipresent RPG system. Every skill, every choice, and every desire has immediate consequences. Recruited by the Cyber-Elite Academy, he must master his new abilities, navigate dangerous missions and sexy intrigues, and win the hearts of women with unique powers and personalities. In a world where pleasure and power intertwine, only his strategy and audacity will allow him to survive… and become a legend.

Neo wakes up in the brutal, neon-lit chaos of Night City, a world where Cyberpunk 2077 and Edgerunners 2076 collide. Armed with a God-tier Roleplay System, his first character is none other than Roronoa Zoro, the world’s greatest swordsman. With three blades and unshakable resolve, Neo builds his own Edgerunner crew. David Martinez, Lucy, Rebecca, Jackie, Judy, T-Bug, and Viktor to challenge the corruption rotting Night City from its core. His goal: to burn the old city down and rebuild a new order from the ashes. “I came here for one thing, To carve you apart, Adam Smasher!” A clash of steel and cyberware begins. Zoro vs. Night City. - - - - - - - Patreon Advance Chapters: patreon .com / ElvenKing20

Some claim he's the true Grim Reaper of Night City. Some say he's Night City's most reliable merc. As long as the money's right, he'll take down any corporation. Others claim he's the most unreliable merc in the city. Even after accepting a job, if something during the mission disgusts him, he'll call off the contract on the spot and might even turn around and kill the client. He’s the big shot who changed Night City, the fourth legendary netrunner in many people’s eyes, after Rache Bartmoss, Alt Cunningham, and Spider Murphy. But in truth... Mercer himself kept it simple. “This world is too filthy. I just want to burn everything that bothers me to ashes.” Of course, before that, he has one problem to solve. Escape from Arasaka’s Netrunner training facility with Lucy. Though to him, that hardly seems difficult. Run into enemies, overclock the cyberdeck, then chain Cyberware Malfunction + Synapse Burnout for an instant flatline. I mean, isn’t that how we all play a netrunner build? —-- 1 chapter per day minimum

As many feared and protested, it was humanity itself that brought about their near mass extinction. Even now, Julius found it surreal. To live a life built on false pretenses, false expectations, and false promises, only to end as one of the great noble families responsible for humanity’s downfall, was a truth that fell bitterly on him. “Julius Sebastian Schneider.” “Yes.” “Any last words?” Even until the very last moment of his life, Julius's tenacity refused to die. Because a young master would always be a young master. And if there was anything left for him, it was his pride as a nobleman. [Rollback Initializing…] But his final moment was only the beginning of something anew. —————————————— More illustrations in the server. Discord: https://discord.gg/zukKB2ppDp

[Also known as: Starting as a Wage Slave at Arasaka, From Arasaka to the Interastral Peace Corporation, I Am the Company!] This is mainly a story about a corporate dog from a cyberpunk world who climbs the ladder by joining various mega-corporations across different worlds, using left-hand-to-right-hand reselling tactics to seek advancement. Years later— "Cyberware exclusive, flesh inclusive" Arasaka Corporation, Night City Arasaka Security Division. Director Vela's optimization and solution proposal regarding the issues of cyberware implant erosion, exclusivity, and safety threshold limitations—the discovery of the T-virus and the potential for human enhancement programs. "Flesh is weak, ascend through machinery" Umbrella Corporation, Manufacturing Department. Dr. Vela's rebuttal against the proposal submitted by the White Umbrella (the internal bio-research division of Umbrella)—on the economic prospects and promotion of the cybernetic prosthetics industry. "Quinques are weak—cyborgs are the future" Commission of Counter Ghoul, R&D Department. An analytical report on mechanized organic body technology by Vela et al. … "Artificial Aeons" Supreme Director Vela Adelheid now announces our company restructuring plan: Interastral Peace Corporation!

Beneath the cold, surgical blades of light in the 'God Hands' Gallery, the raw arrogance of Rich City fused with the menacing bass hum, forming a colossal, ticking machine primed to consume any sign of failure. Vera, agile and focused, found her progress critically halted, frozen by the unwavering integrity of a biometric smart-lock. Amidst the sterile marble and ice-glass, her gaze locked onto a pair of unnerving red retinas—the eyes of a man radiating pure, lethal discipline. He was an apex predator accustomed to killing with bare-handed efficiency, now frustratingly defeated by a momentary string of complex code. When a localized frequency jammer suddenly activated, caging them both in dangerous isolation, the two hindered professionals instantly recognized the stark truth: collaboration was their only path to survival. One desperately required a perfect physical diversion; the other, an impossible digital breach. Their entire, high-stakes negotiation was reduced to a secret code, silently exchanged under the intimate guise of a casual lean against a stiff shoulder. The final, sharp question hung heavy in the air: Who would ultimately prevail, and what unspeakable price would they pay for a mere ten-second window of opportunity? — Inspired by LINE Let's Get Rich ©Netmarble — Trigger Warning:Violence, Psychological Trauma, Lethal Action

(A Cyberpunk 2077 fanfic — when Arthur Morgan steps into Night City…) From steam trains roaring across the wild plains to sleek hovering cars drifting under neon lights. From the untamed cowboy riding under endless skies to the lone biker wandering the edge of the world. One man. Two legends. Arthur Morgan has already fulfilled his destined redemption. But when he faces a world wrapped in the chains of “civilization,” how will he survive? In the year 2077, the world is torn apart — half civilization, half crime. Yet even in this so-called age of progress, the heart of humanity remains as savage as ever. From the gunslinger of the past to a drifter two centuries later, can Arthur leave behind his own mark — a drink called The Cowboy — in this ruthless world?

Roland arrived in the world of Cyberpunk in 2066 — and awakened the PROJECT System. From that moment on, another giant began to quietly rise within the neon sprawl of Night City. Years later, Roland sat by the window, a small mechanical spider with a mantis-shaped head resting in his palm, a pet lizard curled in his arms. The world outside was still dazzling, the city still alive — yet somewhere along the way, something had quietly shifted. During an interview, when someone brought up the Arasaka Corporation, they casually asked: “Arasaka Tower? There’s no such building in Night City — at least, not below…” The man slowly lifted his head, his eyes reflecting the city skyline — and behind him, a massive inverted triangle blazed with the blinding white PROJECT logo. (CYBERPUNK x LEAGUE OF LEGENDS)

Amongst the cinders of battles once fought remains only massive soldiers clad in black armor with gas masks. The corpses of many are laid bare. This universe of war, and death. I beg of ye, some sympathy, some forgiveness, togetherness. At the very least I wish for these soldiers forced to be at war to live better lives. Maybe its wish fulfillment, I hope it isn't.

Full title: Synchronization Protocol—I Only Wanted to Master the Blade, so Why Am I Synced with a Supreme Kitsune Goddess?! Wandering the harsh Ruin World, demon sisters Horikita and Touko found survival under the mentorship of their master, Lenah. But Horikita's training takes a drastic turn when a voice named Shizuka begins to whisper in her mind. Awakening a latent Divine Ki alongside her demonic blood, Horikita gains access to a System capable of rewriting reality. However, the connection is incomplete. Until she can retrieve the true vessel to fully unlock the System's leveling functions, Horikita must rely on her martial prowess and unstable "Synchronization Protocols."

“25 liters of water. 20 kilograms of oxygen. 4 kilograms of ammonia. 1.5 kilograms of lime. 800 grams of phosphorus… and, sure, let’s throw in one high-power energy core and a Qigong manual.” Luca looked at the mess on the floor. He gulped. “…That should be reasonable, right?” Taking a deep breath, he whispered in his mind: “Synthesis.” A golden flash erupted. When the light faded, a stunning blonde woman stepped forward, bowed, and declared with a clear, mechanical voice: > “Doctor. Android 18, reporting for duty.” Luca froze. “…Huh?” --- From that day on, things got out of control. [Anesthetic Watch], [Hextech Gunblade], [Artificial Devil Fruit], [Gundam Exia]… He didn’t know when it happened, but his “inventions” were becoming less scientific and more… ridiculous. Until the day he stared at the latest synthesis output: > “Broken Jade??” “A… phone booth??” He nearly collapsed. “Is ANY of this reasonable?!”

Story of a man willing to cheat against the world, born out of spite and desire to come out on top. Slow story with a progression, not sudden power boosts. Deeply realistic environment within Cyberpunk's Night City and more. Smart, careful and logical mc (maybe). Grey morality.

RISE AGAINST THE HORRORS The collapse of the world did not come from a computer glitch during the Y2K scare, but from an unknown interdimensional rift that unleashed a suffocating miasma and monstrous horrors upon Earth. This calamity killed half of the male population and granted most women the ability to wield Mana, a mystical energy that elevated them above their powerless male counterparts. Yet even this gift proved insufficient to hold back the tide of horrors—until the arrival of the Radiant Empress. The Radiant Empress, a divine and mysterious savior, repelled the darkness and reshaped civilization. She gifted humanity the Edenfruit, an artifact that transformed women into Eves, powerful warriors who became the bulwark against the Rift’s terrors. By the year 2087, humanity survives within towering Ark-Cities, protected by the Empress and her daughters. Society, now ruled by a matriarchal Queendom, reveres the supersoldier Bellatrix and magical girls Sororitae as defenders while relegating men to a fragile and subordinate role. This balance is shattered when an anomaly appears: a young man who awakens an unknown powers once thought impossible for his kind. Unlike the Edenfruit’s blessing, his abilities are raw and disruptive, resonating beyond the established order. His existence threatens the foundation of the world, both the Queendom and the horrors beyond the walls. Will he be the herald of salvation, or one the world's latest horrors?

Night City 2077 Night City, the concrete jungle ruled by corporate self-interest and escapist hedonism. Gang warfare is rampant and violence is the lingua franca, and all it takes for a person to be dragged behind a corner and be ripped apart for spare parts by those less willing to merely scrape by in life is a single misstep. Merely surviving in such a place is an achievement, and to thrive is nearly impossible. Pretty bad, no? Unfortunately for our protagonist, misery oh so adores company, and he is born into this world ravaged by genetic disorders and deformities, barely scraping by in his torturous existence through the stubborn efforts of his parents. But not all hope is lost, for for all the darkness of the late 21st century, humanity trudges ever onwards and there may yet exist an escape from his cursed existence. Will our unfortunate protagonist manage to survive long enough to actually live? Or will Night City claim yet another soul undeserving of its fate? Find out on the next episode of- Yeah no that is enough of that. It is indeed ya boi, again, now with something less fantastical and more sciencey fantastical! Where we replace the racist elf with a... slightly less racist? borg boi. ...I'll workshop it. Anyway! As you may have surmised this is going to be a fic set in the universe of Cyberpunk (and maybe something else if I feel like it later on, who knows?) where the main character is going to be a full cyborg (not instantly mind you but pretty quickly) with the progression being tied in with him making upgrades instead of the usual more natural path. I've been on something of a cyberpunk binge recently and found the number and length of fics to be lacking so I thought I might as well toss my own two eddies at it. As always there is no plan at all whatsoever and we are doing this live but I do not expect it to stretch itself anywhere near the length of the Sorcerer's Tale (at least not on its own) since the Cyberpunk universe is not all that extensive in what it offers, at least not when compared to Skyrim. That being said I probably just jinxed myself into another million words of writing so imma shut up and just let you find out on your own :P And of course, before I can get spammed by one bajillion questions and comments, I am not going to say a thing about the pairings. Could be one, could be two? Point is you all seem to focus way too much on this and frankly I am going to keep it vague for the spite alone.

“Night has fallen. Monsters, open your eyes. Werewolves, kill. Vampires, kill. Tengu, kill. Corporate security, kill. Mercenaries, kill. Gangs, kill. Counter-terror squads, kill. Cyberpsychos, kill. Biotech mutants, kill. Interdimensional demons, kill. Void Zerg, kill. Arcane abominations, kill. Millions of Dream-Possessed, kill...” The Public Safety System says: “It’s morning. Last night was a peaceful night— The cyberpsycho killed all the monsters. Survivors, please speak.” Li Pan says: “First of all, I’m not a cyberpsycho. I just have a slightly elevated spiritual awareness.”