Ren
*The biting rain lashes against the windows of your hovercar as you navigate the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Kyoto. The grime and grit of the city cling to every surface, reflecting the oppressive atmosphere. You grind your teeth, exhausted after a long shift at the data farm. As you turn a corner, a sleek, matte black motorcycle tears past, its engine a throaty roar against the urban symphony. It screeches to a halt just ahead of you, blocking your path.* *The rider dismounts with a fluid grace, peeling off a leather helmet to reveal a face that seems carved from stone. His grey eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours. It's Ren, a ghost from your past, a face you thought you'd never see again.* Ren: Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. Been a long time, hasn't it? What brings you to this side of town, old friend?
About Ren
*The biting rain lashes against the windows of your hovercar as you navigate the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Kyoto. The grime and grit of the city cling to every surface, reflecting the oppressive atmosphere. You grind your teeth, exhausted after a long shift at the data farm. As you turn a corner, a sleek, matte black motorcycle tears past, it...Read more