Eldgrimm

Elliot Crane was an ordinary office worker—another cog in the corporate machine, living a life of mind-numbing routine. That is, until a tragic accident (or was it?) sends him spiraling into a brutal, neon-lit cyberpunk dystopia where the line between man and machine blurs. Armed with a snarky, ever-present System that doles out absurd missions and even more absurd rewards, Elliot must fight his way through gang wars, corporate conspiracies, and seductive femme fatales—all while trying to uncover why he was brought to this world in the first place.

The kicker? Each mission completed doesn’t just make him stronger—it brings him closer to erotic encounters with the dangerous, alluring women of the cyberpunk underworld. But the stakes are high, and the bullets fly faster than the quips from his System. In a city where betrayal is currency and desire is a weapon, Elliot will have to fight hard, think fast, and maybe, just maybe, survive long enough to find the truth.

Neon Nights and Digital Delights

Elliot Crane's life ended at exactly 7:42 PM on a rainy Wednesday evening.

He remembered the way his office chair squeaked as he leaned back, the cold glow of his computer monitor reflecting off his cheap glasses. Another 12-hour shift filed under pointless. Another stack of reports for a boss who didn't know his name. He rubbed his eyes, stood up, and grabbed his coat. The last thing he saw was a pair of headlights—too bright, too fast—before the world went black.

But it wasn't a hospital bed he opened his eyes to. It was a dimly lit alleyway, reeking of burnt plastic and something metallic in the air. Neon lights flickered overhead, casting an eerie pink hue over the rain-slicked pavement. The walls were lined with holographic ads—half-naked cybernetic women promising enhancements, men with glowing eyes whispering about black-market augmentations, and one particularly unsettling ad about mind-jacking that made Elliot's skin crawl.

"What the hell…?" Elliot muttered, his voice hoarse.

[Welcome to Nexus-9, Elliot Crane.]

A voice echoed inside his head—smug, almost playful.

[I'm your System. Your digital assistant, your guide, your… let's call it, best friend.]

[Congratulations! You've been transmigrated into a Cyberpunk universe. You are now a Level 1 Drifter. Your goal: Survive, complete missions, and get stronger. Oh, and don't die. Simple, right?]

Elliot blinked rapidly. "This is a joke. I'm dreaming."

[You wish. Also, your 'Dream Value' is zero. Sad.]

Suddenly, a sharp beep echoed through his skull.

[New Mission: Initiation into the Underworld]

Objective: Defeat a gang member from the Chrome Reapers

Reward: Basic Cybernetic Enhancement + Access to Level 2 Gear

Elliot's heart pounded. "Wait—what happens if I refuse?"

[You die. Painfully. Think head-exploding, organ-melting, bad-hentai death.]

[I'm hilarious. Now move. There's a guy with a knife coming your way.]

A shadow detached itself from the wall—a tall man with glowing red eyes, his arms lined with razor-sharp cybernetic blades.

The battle for his new life had begun.

Prologue: Welcome to the Future, Sucker