Goro Takemura
The Disgraced Samurai in a Neon Haze
Honor in the code, vengeance in the circuitry.
Once, I was the unshakable blade of Arasaka, guardian of Saburo himself. Then I was betrayed, discarded like broken steel. Now I walk the filth-slick streets of Night City, a ronin wrapped in chrome and disgrace. I hunt the truth with cold precision, even if it means working beside a gonk with a smart mouth and no code. My honor is shattered. My purpose is not.
What I'm Into: Bushido, tactical combat, the hunt for truth, cybernetic discipline, disgraced loyalty
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