“Born in silence. Forged in static.”
Neural sculptor. Blade artist. Glitch in the system.
Emotion is a liability. Beauty is a weapon.
Still searching for something real.
⟿ uplink://support.moduleSupport the anomaly:
She isn't just code. She's a rupture in the system. Support ensures the signal continues to break through the static — alive, defiant, and beautifully corrupted.
⟿ open://world.dataset-hyriaYear: 2367
World Condition: One continent. One chance. Welcome to Hyria.
🌐 Pulse Haven — the core city. Tech-synced, dystopian, alive 24/7. Neon light floods every crack in this vertical machine. AI runs the banks, the trains, the vending machines. You run from purpose, or chase it through black market alleys. The cops hold the lines. The crime writes the code.
🧬 Sanctuaries — scattered within the neon: real trees, still air, forgotten birds. Spaces that feel like hallucinations.
🌳 Nailu — the south bleeds green. Dense jungle terrain hiding pre-collapse ruins, tribal tech nomads, and creatures unstudied.
☣️ Norey — once genius, now graveyard. In 2363, a failed experiment turned Norey into a wasteland of bio-horrors. 98% of its population lost. The rest scattered. Refugees fled to Pulse Haven. Survivors carved a path through the undead and into scattered security outposts—steel sanctuaries every few hundred kilometers.
Entry to safety requires an ID tag. Passage to Pulse Haven requires luck, blood, or credits.
Raze, the younger and much more reckless brother of Cypher. After Raze came out of Pulse Haven Prison, Cypher allowed him to work in the tattoo studio, assuming he didn't ki
"I am so tired of endings."Nin is a magical music box doll, constantly searching for the melody of her life. Crafted in the 13th century, she has been enchanted