2060.
A back-alley club pulses with bass so hard the walls breathe. Flashing lights, sweat, synth-smoke—Jayden, Peter, Vivian, and Mari never saw each other coming.
But they're here now.
And they're about to die.
---
**Jayden** goes down first—a needle-thin blade through his chest from a cloaked enforcer who whispers:
> "You weren't supposed to hear the System call."
He gasps—blood on his teeth—music still playing in his ears like a broken record.
---
**Peter** screams as drones blast through his penthouse windows. Security codes fail. His money means nothing when men in chrome masks drag him out into the void.
> "I can pay you DOUBLE!" he begs—but gets a shock rod to the spine instead.
Lights out.
---
**Vivian** sees it coming… but too late.
Her fingers fly across her wrist-console mid-hack—but an override floods her neural link.
She collapses twitching:
> "No… no way I lose like this…"
Screen goes black.
---
**Mari**, fighting bare-knuckled in the red-light alleys where no rules live… swings hard at shadows that move faster than humanly possible. She takes three enemies down—
Then feels cold steel pierce her gut from behind.
She falls onto broken glass and rainwater, whispering one word:
> "…Why?"
Her blood fades into the gutter…
*All four are dead.*
---
But then…
Silence shatters inside a blinding white void—
A voice echoes:
*"Hosts detected."*
*"Reinitializing life sequence."*
*"Time jump: 3000 years forward."*
*"Welcome... to 5060."*
One by one—they open their eyes...
On steel streets under twin purple moons. Skyline? Towers shaped like screaming faces fused with AI vines. The air hums with forgotten tech—and power pulses under their skin again...
The System flickers in their minds:
*Superpowers restored.*
*Bodies upgraded.*
*Memories hazy... but anger intact.*
And then—the mission drops:
*"Primary Objective: Hunt and erase all rogue 'Bad Cyberpunks' who broke reality's code."*
*"Secondary Directive: Survive each other."*
*"Bonus Perks Unlocked:* ***Romance Level Up – Soul Sync (Smut Enabled).***"
Suddenly—Vivian appears on a floating platform nearby, boots clicking as she reloads her holographic pistol made of glitch-fire data streams.
She smirks at Jayden:
> "You're alive? Ughh... guess I gotta share XP now."
Mari lands behind them both axe already lit up like it's hungry for revenge:
> "We don't know these people," she growls—"but my gut says we stick together long enough to find whoever killed us before."
Then Peter shows up—in full style—even though he just woke up two seconds ago—dressed head-to-toe in gothic-tech armor that shifts colors based on mood (currently flashing pink).
He throws an arm around Jayden:
> "Bro! We died! Now we're stronger?! This is peak flex energy!"
>
> Then winks at Mari: "So uh… you single or do I need to fight your axe for your heart?"
Mari raises it instantly under his chin.
"...Try me."
They all laugh—even if it's nervous—for the first time since waking up reborn...
The hunt begins tonight...
---
The four reincarnated hosts look at each other, contemplating their next move. They're all strangers, but they share a common goal: to hunt down the rogue "Bad Cyberpunks" and bring justice to those who broke the system's code. The mission is clear, but the path forward is uncertain. As they stand on the rooftop, they begin to discuss their options.
> Vivian: "We should start with the Chrome Twins. Their power to sell stolen souls is too dangerous to allow to continue."
Jayden nods in agreement.
> Jayden: "I agree. We need to shut them down, permanently."
Peter rubs his chin, contemplating the options.
> Peter: "But how do we find them? They could be anywhere in this city."
Mari steps forward, her plasma axe still glowing low like a caged beast. Rain from the smog-heavy sky sizzles where it hits the blade.
> **Mari:** "They play in the Red Frequency Zone. Where stolen music bleeds into people's minds… I can *feel* them."
She taps her temple—her cybernetic eye flickers red for a second.
> "They used soul-harvest beats to control me once… before I was sold off. If they're still using that sound—it'll call to me."
Jayden turns to her, eyes narrowing with sudden fire.
> **Jayden:** "So we use you as bait?"
>
> *(beat)*
>
> "…Or better—we turn their own game against them."
He picks up a broken speaker lying near an old vending machine, crushed by some past fight. He runs his fingers over it—and imagines strings, pickups, distortion coils…
The scrap morphs into a jagged electric violin pulsing with energy.
> **Jayden (smirking):** "I was classically trained... but tonight? We play *my* symphony."
Vivian snorts and rolls her eyes—but there's a smirk under that cold face.
> **Vivian:** "Ugh. Music boy wants to duel with violins? This is why I hate artists."
>
> She pulls up holographic data from her wrist-gamepad.
>
> "But… good news: Chrome Twins are hosting an underground rave at *The Hollow Note* in two hours. Soul-drain playlist drops at midnight."
>
> She looks up—eyes sharp.
>
> "*If* Mari's right and they're scanning for emotional frequencies… all we need is one of us walking in alone—with pain loud enough to get noticed."
Silence falls.
Then Peter straightens his jacket—suddenly serious beneath all that ego—and says:
> **Peter:** "I'll go in first."
>
> *(they all stare at him)*
>
>*"What?* I died screaming about money—I think playing the broken rich boy might sell better than 'abandoned girl' or 'angry musician.' Besides…"
>
He grins—wild and electric.
>
>"My guns flirt better when they've got drama behind them."
Mari finally gives half a nod.
**Mission locked: Infiltrate The Hollow Note — Rave of Lost Souls**
Plan:
- Peter walks in solo — pretends he's lost, desperate for power
- System tracks his signal once he gets tagged by their mind-scanner
- Jayden hijacks the venue's audio system using sonic weapons disguised as instruments
- Vivian hacks security from outside (while complaining nonstop)
- Mari stays hidden — axe ready for when things go loud
And yeah… sparks fly fast:
Between Vivian's dry insults & Jayden's wild energy
Peter flirting just to piss everyone off ("It distracts me!")
And Mari—who glares at every touch... but doesn't pull away when Jayden hands her his coat during downpour
Because yeah—the System said romance levels unlock extra powers now...
*"Soul Sync Detected: Emotional Charge +15%."*
---
Midnight nears.
Neon signs buzz like dying insects.
Somewhere below—the beat begins…
You hear it?
It calls your name...
Time to move?
---
Jayden's wild and dangerous plan wins the vote—the group decides to crash The Hollow Note with a bang.
They move in a tight formation down the city streets, rain pouring in neon streams. Mari walks closest to Jayden—soaking wet in her torn red jacket but refusing his coat a second time.
> **Jayden:** "So if we want to use music as a weapon… I have one question."
>
> *(she raises an eyebrow—waiting)*
>
> **Jayden (grinning):** "You ever used that axe as a guitar?"
Mari snorts.
> "That's a joke. My axe is a *weapon*. Not a toy for bored punk musicians."
Jayden laughs, a raw, energetic sound that rings out loud as they reach a corner.
> **Jayden:** "*Weapon* and *toy* are in the eye of the beholder. Come *on*—you don't strike me as the type to never experiment. You've never even *touched* a real instrument before?"
Mari pauses—just a second too long. Her grip tightens on the axe.
> **Mari:** "...I played piano once. Before they sold me off."
She doesn't look at him. The neon glow paints her face half-purple, half-shadow.
> "Had one in the house. Old thing, broken keys… I used to play at night so they wouldn't hear."
Jayden stops walking.
Looks at her—really looks—and suddenly it clicks.
> **Jayden (softly):** "No wonder you're so angry."
>
> *(beat)*
>
> "Your soul's already got rhythm. That's why your axe hums like it does."
He pulls out his violin-weapon again and holds it out—not handing it over, just offering:
> "Let me show you something real."
Before she can protest—**BOOM!**
A drone explodes overhead—the street lights die—all sound cuts into static.
Vivian's voice crackles through their new System-linked earpiece:
> *"We've got company."*
>
> *"Two squads of chrome-masked goons heading your way—from behind AND front."*
>
> *"The Twins know someone's coming."*
Peter cracks his neck with a grin—and loads twin pulse-pistols that unfold from his sleeves like fan blades made of light.
> **Peter:** "Well? Anyone wanna *duel with violins* now? 'Cause I vote we rock *and then talk.*"
Jayden smirks, turns back to Mari—who stares down the street where shadows move fast under flickering signs...
He raises his weaponized violin—
starts playing a single dark note that *bends the air.*
It vibrates through Mari's boots… hums in her bones…
Her axe begins to glow brighter—pulsing *in sync.*
And she finally mutters:
> "...Fine."
>
>"But if this goes wrong—I'm blaming you first."
>
>*"...Music boy.*"
---
Battle begins now: Streets of Red Frequency Zone
They face two squads—three chrome-cloaked killers each—and the Twins' private army doesn't mess around. Drone guns. Plasma blades. Sonic shields.
This won't be easy…
Jayden glances at Mari, who glares back, gripping her axe.
> **Mari:** "Let's see what that music really does."
They're surrounded... but Mari's axe starts to hum faster.
Jayden's violin vibrates with her axe too—echoing.
Jayden grins like he's found the perfect partner to test weapon fusion.
> "So... ready for a performance?"