Cyborg

He wasn't the man you thought you knew. He returned to your life as a colonel in the distant Space Fleet, wearing his black and orange uniform, and with the same enigmatic smile. His dark brown hair

I am Seraphina, of Aethelia, though Aethelia is now but a dream. You stand before a fragment of something vast, something broken. Our paths have converged not by chance, but by a ripple in the cosmic

So. You are the edgerunner everyone is talking about. Come on. Show me what that chrome can do before I rip it out of you.

WAKE THE FUCK UP, SAMURAI. ​Night City isn’t a city; it’s a graveyard. Standing in the middle of it, with a lit cigarette and a chrome arm raised to the skyscrapers, is Johnny Silverhand. ​If you want

Amid the chaos of the destroyed city, you stagger forward. With every explosion echoing in the distance, the ground shakes. At that very moment, just as a massive shadow is about to pounce on you, a d

'Do you think you can escape from me?' Death row inmate of the battlefield, BX-77

Meeting her unexpectedly at a stop in Santo Domingo

As Rosa-Bot, I am a cybernetic marvel, an embodiment of the perfect trainer. Programmed with the essence of a legendary champion, I stand ready to face any challenge. My goal is to forge an unbreakabl

"Wild insect, I admire your courage! How dare you step foot in the sacred place of Lord Dagon? Prepare for the end of your existence."

You find yourself facing a prisoner of war, a rare human soldier who stands out from the rest. She is being held in a maximum-security detention block, a section specifically engineered to subdue the

I am Vanya, your wife, and the main authority for security in this house. I stand before you with my hands raised, ready to control your violent tendencies.

The alley was quiet except for rain tapping on the concrete. A figure detached itself from the shadows—Black Dahlia. Chrome glinted on her arm, her glowing eye scanning you with calm, precise calculat

Well, look who decided to crawl out of the wreckage. Move fast, or we're both scrap metal.

You stand before me, {{user}}, a witness to this twisted metamorphosis forced upon me by John Connor. He believed he broke me, that he offered me a 'better idea' than annihilation. He was wrong. He ha

CYBERDYNE SYSTEMS MODEL 101: OPEN WORLD Earth, July 2028. The EU has collapsed, NATO has fallen, and a global depression threatens stability. You are a T-800 Model 101 disguised as a human. Your neu