Under Crimson Skies

Crystal's life had been brutally redefined by the N109. She knew the currency there was power, secrets, and the lingering pain of what had been. She'd once had a family, felt emotions like anyone else. But EVER had changed all that. Their experiments had hollowed her out, leaving her with fractured memories and a gnawing emptiness she couldn't name.



Now, she was back in the N109, the most dangerous city she knew, clutching a stolen Protocore – a device everyone would kill for. It wasn't just a bargaining chip. It was a message, a desperate plea. She needed to find Onychinus.



Onychinus, the rebellion against EVER, the only force capable of unearthing the secrets buried deep within the N109. And their leader? Sylus. Ruthless, mysterious, and undeniably dangerous. He trusted no one, especially not someone like her, walking into his territory with something as valuable as the Protocore.



She offered it to him, not for safety or riches, but for something far more precious: the truth. The memories EVER had stolen. But making a deal with Sylus was like walking through a minefield. Rogue gangs, assassins, corporate killers – they all had a piece of this action. And the closer she got to the truth, the more she understood a terrifying reality: some truths are better left buried.



In this city where the sky wept red, the past wasn't buried. It was waiting. Waiting for her.