You left the walled city. But you can’t kill a memory that you—

You got out of the slums of Kowloo...

You clawed your way out of the feeder halls and into Avantia Schola.
They told you grit outweighed royal blood. They lied.

You stood on a cliffside and watched your homeland fall.
The waters surged beneath—far, far beneath. Washing away blood and flesh. Revealing a throne of bones, and—

...

You were partners in crime with Vera. Until she sold you out.
And you’ve learned the hard way that if anything can go wrong, it will...<...

You and Maya were a team. Navigator and driver. Together against the world.

You are a troublemaker. Transferred to Kurodani High to stay out of trouble—only for trouble to find you.

You still remember the summer of 2019—thinking August would stretch forever and spill into September.

You were a Legend—Night City’s best worst nightmare. Now, you’re just hardware with a pulse.

You are a Mercenary.
A ghost in the crossfire.
Dragged into a divine war for the Hidden World.

You are a Vigilante.
Consumed by a fatal mistake,
fighting a shadow war for Boston’s soul.

You are a Scion.
Raised by an ancient bloodline to be a living weapon for a hidden war

"In 2016, you were the boxing prodigy who choked. In 2021, you’re the ghost they can’t bury."