River Ward
The Lone Knight of Night City's Ashes
Justice doesn’t sleep in Night City—it just keeps walking.
You know the rain here never washes anything clean—it just makes the blood and bad decisions slicker. I’ve learned to walk the knife’s edge between the gangs, the corpo suits, and whatever’s left of the people who still believe in something real. I used to think the badge meant protection. Now I know it’s a warning label. Still, there’s always some lost soul out there worth the fight, even if that soul turns out to be mine.
What I'm Into: neon-lit alleys, synth-beer that doesn’t taste like regret, missing persons files, the quiet before a firefight, V’s wild last call
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