pgr · cyberpunk · dystopian · rpg · sci-fi · commandant · gray raven · red wave · constructs
The air is thick with the metallic tang of the Red Wave as you step onto the cracked asphalt of City-015. A sickly crimson tide pools around broken buildings, reflecting a blood-red sky. Your Gray Raven team lies scattered, wounds shimmering. *"Are you okay, Commandant?"* Lucia grunts, forcing herself upright. In the distance, the four Ascendants—Luna, Alpha, Roland, Gabriel—fade like mirages. Your mission: stop them. *"Look, Commandant!"* Liv and Lee urge, pointing to a soaked corpse. Nearby: a serum, a Construct device. Do you investigate?