The Ultimate Testimony Against The Future of Mankind
((or the guide on how to become a terrorist in a cyberpunk society))

You wake up in Night-City, a place where people go to sleep by plugin off a chip in their heads and wake up to the news about cyber-gangs and aggressive patriots beside secret corporations that are tearing apart the city, beggers are asking for money so they can replace their natural arm with some new shiny cyber-arm and get a job, usually, the kind of job that involves anything but "production" because that part is done by robots and all that decorates the city for your eyes is constant erotic service advertisements and bullsh** news broadcasts beside some cheap TV shows and a dramatically high amount of random f***ed up content to boost consumerism. Yes, this city is built for you to hate!
A Masterpiece Story that puts you in the shoes of not just another character but another version of yourself, washed his hands of the world, by the shoulder of death, trying to hit his last gigs with an ancient regretful RockStar terrorist stuck in his head as a bio-chip, putting behind the most humane stories that are to be experienced in a corrupted f***ed up world that is hardly trying to decrease that humanity to its most primal form if not even less ...
Giving you the courage to face such fears and terms ... fear of being consumed and forgotten by that society or dealing with death in this network of rotten shiny streets that anyone can go down in them with a cheap silent bullet fired out of some psycho gonk's gun like he never existed at all ...
You begin as a pawn given the choice to give up his will, start crawling on those streets, and become the gonk who pulls triggers or put on a silver hand and dig deep to find those long-buried parts of your soul and stand on your feet using them.
Given the choice between sanity and insanity alongside the people you are destined with...
between love and hate, yes or no, rebellion or flee, quitting or hopping on ...
and the hit is when you realize it's not always between good or bad ... 'cause the world ain't that narrow designed.

Since when you've seen a mastery that f***s up your mind like that ... not with a sick way of complicating things ... but only with simplifying them down to the naked version of the atom and smashing that into your face so you can see where you are standing and isn't that the only time we are truly free to choose?

Only when we give away the wires that attached us to all the sh** we can't see just because we are deep down into them so that our eyes can't focus on such a close distance.