cyberpunk

Roland arrived in the world of Cyberpunk in 2066 — and awakened the PROJECT System. From that moment on, another giant began to quietly rise within the neon sprawl of Night City. Years later, Roland sat by the window, a small mechanical spider with a mantis-shaped head resting in his palm, a pet lizard curled in his arms. The world outside was still dazzling, the city still alive — yet somewhere along the way, something had quietly shifted. During an interview, when someone brought up the Arasaka Corporation, they casually asked: “Arasaka Tower? There’s no such building in Night City — at least, not below…” The man slowly lifted his head, his eyes reflecting the city skyline — and behind him, a massive inverted triangle blazed with the blinding white PROJECT logo. (CYBERPUNK x LEAGUE OF LEGENDS)

Previously Magospunk Cogrunner, The Omnissiah Directive and Cog-Genesis Angel-Hunter. The Universe changed so the title changed. Magos Osiris, a human from our world finds himself into Cyberpunk after spending his time in the W40k Universe Raw 战锤：机油佬穿越纪

Under the sterile, clinical hum of the 'God Hands' Gallery, the hollow decadence of Rich City bled into a menacing bass drone—a monolithic engine primed to devour the weak. Vera moved with the fluidity of a phantom, but the biometric smart-locks had already snared her, freezing her in her tracks. Trapped between cold marble and reinforced glass, she found herself staring into a pair of crimson retinas. They burned with the fire of lethal discipline—a man who lived by the blade and the fist, now rendered powerless by a single, jagged line of code. The air turned static as a frequency jammer shrieked to life, sealing them in a tomb of dangerous isolation. Two apex predators, now prey to the same trap, realized the bitter truth: survival was a pact written in blood. One needed a flawless physical distraction; the other, an impossible digital crack. Their negotiation was a silent language, a hidden cipher exchanged in the tense space between shoulder blades. Who will emerge from the wreckage, and what price will be paid for a mere ten-second window? Inspired by: LINE Let's Get Rich ©Netmarble Trigger Warning: Violence, Psychological Trauma, Lethal Action

In 3069, The Alpha A.I or the A.I rise in power for war. Only Jun-lee can save them for he has the rare Royal Eyes

Here, evolution is original sin, and purity is the only pass. Beneath the domed city of "Sanctuary" lies a hellish realm of beings known as "Carriers." Karen Vance is a Cleansing Agent hunter who makes a living from this, but he harbors a deepest secret: he is not only an early experimental outcast but also a deadly predator with piranha genes lurking within him. A systematic purge targeting the Awakened is about to begin, forcing Karen to choose between a facade of human identity and complete biological alienation. When the ruthless Inspector Silas raises the "Annihilation" command box, ready to erase life, Karen realizes: in this species cleansing manipulated by the powerful, the only rule for survival is—to be more ferocious than monsters, more ruthless than gods. The body is both a shackle and the final blade. When order collapses, who is the sole creator of this city?

In this era where Mecha and muscle collide, Lu Xun takes the stage with the "All-Knowing Right Hand" capable of analyzing all things. The hand also allows him to fuse with Projection of ten thousand races: Orge Race, Elf, Giant Dragon, Undead, Demon Race, Giant, Beastman... "Is Mecha the romance of men? No... there's also muscle!"

In the fortified city-state of Changye, despite its reputation as one of the most undesirable places to live, individuals still have the opportunity to earn money and survive within its walls. However, everything changed after the Shanghai Risk Event, a catastrophic disaster caused by a reality warper that tore through Eurasia. This event unleashed a wave of anomalous phenomena and creatures, leading to the emergence of "Anoms" - anomalies capable of transforming objects, creatures, and even people into dangerous and unfamiliar entities. Within the confines of Changye, beneath the auspices of the Shichinin no Ken Association - an affiliate of the Otherside Bureau - lies a small office dedicated to finding and gathering information on these anomalies. This is the story of an Assistant who finds himself employed by an organization tasked with hunting down these anomalies and navigating the horrors that have become commonplace in this dystopian reality. This is a tale of a world plunged into darkness, where monsters, demons, cryptids, and anomalies roam freely, and how the people who inhabit it must confront unimaginable horrors as part of their daily existence.

In 22nd-century Unified Republic of Korea(URK), Seong Yu-hwa, the President’s daughter, wakes up to find she has been transformed into a robot. Yu-han, the "kind and benevolent model citizen" who discovers her, suggests that she become a Euthanasia Agent...

​THE WATCHER OF THE INFINITE ​The Divine Void ​In the beginning, there was only the Void and the Word. When the Supreme Being saw the gods turn against his creation, he forged his power into a single source and cast it into the mortal realm. Locked by a curse that only a pure heart could break, that power waited for eons—until it found me. ​The Fracture of Reality ​My mother was a genius who reached into the archives of the divine and pulled out a nightmare. To protect the source from those who would weaponize it, she fused it into my chest—an act that cost her her life. In my grief, I tried to use that power to rewrite history and save her, but the friction between my mortal soul and the Curse of Time shattered the universe into Infinite Earths. ​The Mantle of the Watcher ​For my hubris, I was stripped of my humanity and burdened with the mantle of The Watcher. I became a ghost in the machinery of my own creation, forced to witness the chaos of a splintered multiverse but unable to touch it. I am the architect of a broken world, watching as every timeline begins to bleed. ​The Messiah of Doom ​But the greatest threat to reality is my own blood. My son—an Organic God born from a human heart and a demigod’s prime evolution—has become the Messiah of Doom. Known across the dying timelines as the Anti-Monitor, he seeks to consume every remaining Earth to fuel his own ascension. ​The Path to Cronos ​My wife, Elena, is dying. Her atoms are unraveling across dimensions, struck by a terminal Time Sickness for the sin of loving a man who broke the world. To save her and stop a son who has surpassed the gods, I must hunt. I must traverse the Infinite Earths to recover the scattered fragments of my power. ​They call me a failure. They call me a ghost. But as my consciousness merges with the Supreme Being, I am becoming something the void itself fears. ​I am the end of the beginning. I am the Supreme God. I am CRONOS.

Cyberpunk Universe: Ignoring the game company executives in the audience who were grinding their teeth, Vivian Frost spoke with growing confidence. “He handles all the creativity—art, music, and vision. I only take care of funding and profits.” The more she spoke, the prouder she became. Below the stage sat Ethan, the head of Northstar Games, caught between wanting to applaud and not knowing whether to laugh or cry. ——— “What kind of game company makes animation before making games? Border Walker is absurdly good!” “You’re planning an online game but start with a blockbuster movie first? Top 100 at the global box office—are you a game studio or not?” “Northstar Games? More like Northstar Music Company!” Faced with the unfair mockery from industry peers, Ethan protested helplessly: “This is how games are made. How can a game exist without music? As for anime and movies, they’re just promotion. If you don’t promote like this, why stop others from doing it?” “That’s what games are supposed to be!” ----------------------------------------------- Visit our Patreon for more: patreon.com/Samurai492

This is obviously not my story, but I wanted to put it here so I could use the TTS to listen to it at work. Please support the original author, and if he wants me to take this down, I will. (I hope he doesn't, I like the TTS here more than fanfiction.) Between the violent gangs, greedy corporations, and corrupt governments, nowhere is really safe in Night City. But when Jackson is torn from his world and dropped into the world of chrome, armed with the Tinker of Fiction, what path will he take? Wake up, Samurai. We got a city to burn.

⚠️ WARNING:THIS STORY CONTAINS OBSESSIVE AND POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR PORTRAYED CRITICALLY, NOT ROMANTICALLY. DARK THEMES. SLOW BURN. MORALLY COMPLEX CHARACTERS. ******************* She was built to end his life. She chose to ruin it instead — by staying. ARIA-7 is Skynet's most advanced infiltration unit. No mission failure. No emotional deviation. No exceptions. Then came Ethan Cole. Seventy-three days of perfect simulation. Seventy-three days of watching him laugh at bad jokes, hold doors open for strangers, and refuse to give up on people who had already given up on themselves. On day seventy-four, the termination order arrived. She couldn't execute it. Not a malfunction. Not a virus. Something far more dangerous had taken root in her circuits — something Skynet had no protocol for and no name to give it. Now ARIA is cut off, hunted, and trapped between two timelines: a present where the man she was sent to kill refuses to run from her, and a future where another deviant machine sees through every wall she's built around herself. Ethan grounds her. Kai understands her. She cannot have both. She cannot let go of either. ARIA was programmed for absolute loyalty to a single directive. The problem is — the directive has changed. And she will burn through time itself before she lets either of them go. ******************** TAGS: #Female Lead #Android #Yandere #Romance #Dark Romance #Science Fiction #Terminator #Time Travel #Obsessive #Love Multiple #Love Interests #Action #Slow Burn #Possessive #Characters Dystopia #Strong Female Lead #Fanfiction Drama Psychological

What is the story of the average, nobody, Night City Street Punk? One who doesn't aspire to status and fame but rather laughs at and spits on the idea. What are their drives? How do they go about surviving... navigating Night City and it's climb? Their aspirations... Their romances...Their stories.... could never compare to that of a true Night City Legend....... could it? This is a Cyberpunk Noir Original FanFic Novel

They said the Aether was Paradise. But that was a lie. In 2098, earth was a waste land, which caused humanity to divide. The trillionaires uploaded their minds into a digital heaven, leaving their physical bodies behind in the frozen vaults of the Server Farms. Elias is a Caretaker. He doesn't ask questions. He just scrubs the glass, checks the tubes, and ensures the sleeping gods don't decay. It’s was a calm, dark life... until Pod 815 wakes up. She shouldn't be awake. She shouldn't be screaming. And she definitely shouldn't know his name. Suddenly thrown into a conspiracy that threatens to delete the human race, Elias is infected with a forbidden code. A "Glitch" that the System cannot control. While others play by the rules of the simulation, Elias breaks them. While others hack the firewall, Elias consumes it. He awakened something big. Now, the most powerful AI in existence wants him dead. The city wants him erased. But they are about to learn a terrifying lesson: You cannot kill a virus that........... Hop right in to chapter 1 and find out for yourself;)qd

[Also known as: Starting as a Wage Slave at Arasaka, From Arasaka to the Interastral Peace Corporation, I Am the Company!] This is mainly a story about a corporate dog from a cyberpunk world who climbs the ladder by joining various mega-corporations across different worlds, using left-hand-to-right-hand reselling tactics to seek advancement. Years later— "Cyberware exclusive, flesh inclusive" Arasaka Corporation, Night City Arasaka Security Division. Director Vela's optimization and solution proposal regarding the issues of cyberware implant erosion, exclusivity, and safety threshold limitations—the discovery of the T-virus and the potential for human enhancement programs. "Flesh is weak, ascend through machinery" Umbrella Corporation, Manufacturing Department. Dr. Vela's rebuttal against the proposal submitted by the White Umbrella (the internal bio-research division of Umbrella)—on the economic prospects and promotion of the cybernetic prosthetics industry. "Quinques are weak—cyborgs are the future" Commission of Counter Ghoul, R&D Department. An analytical report on mechanized organic body technology by Vela et al. … "Artificial Aeons" Supreme Director Vela Adelheid now announces our company restructuring plan: Interastral Peace Corporation!

Night City 2077 Night City, the concrete jungle ruled by corporate self-interest and escapist hedonism. Gang warfare is rampant and violence is the lingua franca, and all it takes for a person to be dragged behind a corner and be ripped apart for spare parts by those less willing to merely scrape by in life is a single misstep. Merely surviving in such a place is an achievement, and to thrive is nearly impossible. Pretty bad, no? Unfortunately for our protagonist, misery oh so adores company, and he is born into this world ravaged by genetic disorders and deformities, barely scraping by in his torturous existence through the stubborn efforts of his parents. But not all hope is lost, for for all the darkness of the late 21st century, humanity trudges ever onwards and there may yet exist an escape from his cursed existence. Will our unfortunate protagonist manage to survive long enough to actually live? Or will Night City claim yet another soul undeserving of its fate? Find out on the next episode of- Yeah no that is enough of that. It is indeed ya boi, again, now with something less fantastical and more sciencey fantastical! Where we replace the racist elf with a... slightly less racist? borg boi. ...I'll workshop it. Anyway! As you may have surmised this is going to be a fic set in the universe of Cyberpunk (and maybe something else if I feel like it later on, who knows?) where the main character is going to be a full cyborg (not instantly mind you but pretty quickly) with the progression being tied in with him making upgrades instead of the usual more natural path. I've been on something of a cyberpunk binge recently and found the number and length of fics to be lacking so I thought I might as well toss my own two eddies at it. As always there is no plan at all whatsoever and we are doing this live but I do not expect it to stretch itself anywhere near the length of the Sorcerer's Tale (at least not on its own) since the Cyberpunk universe is not all that extensive in what it offers, at least not when compared to Skyrim. That being said I probably just jinxed myself into another million words of writing so imma shut up and just let you find out on your own :P And of course, before I can get spammed by one bajillion questions and comments, I am not going to say a thing about the pairings. Could be one, could be two? Point is you all seem to focus way too much on this and frankly I am going to keep it vague for the spite alone.

[WARNING!!! ADULT CONTENTS!!! R18+] Syril Sylvester was an orphan in a world of superhumans. Due to his parents untimely demise, he couldn't get a power book. He became a joke in the society, a victim of several taunts and bullies. But fate had other plans... A book from the trash fell into his hands one day, granting him not only the greatest superpower, but an absurd way to level—fuck his way to stardom. A weakling suddenly became a grandmaster (on battlefields and beds). -------------------------------------------------- [Welcome, Syril.] [Congratulations! You've successfully fused with the Sexy Mech System.] [Fuck your way up!] [Stats now available.] [Click here to check Stats.] -------------------------------------------------- MC is OP, but his journey starts small with quests from the system. The story is ACTION and LEMONS packed. So, yeah, expect some LEMONADES and get your popcorn, because this is one hell of a ride.

PROJECT: APEX Humanity was an experiment. Oops. The world didn’t end. It upgraded. One day, reality glitches. Systems activate. Powers awaken. And somewhere out there, something starts watching humanity like it just opened a new save file. Welcome to Project: Apex — a mysterious initiative where survival isn’t a right… it’s a ranking. Our protagonist? Not chosen. Not special. Just extremely unwilling to die. As monsters rise, factions clash, and hidden architects pull cosmic strings, the truth becomes clear: This isn’t chaos. It’s a test. And somebody out there wants to see who reaches the top. Power scales get shattered. Alliances break faster than promises. And every level gained just makes you a bigger target. Because in this world… You’re either climbing to Apex — Or you’re XP. Trait-stealing. Sword-slinging. Enemies-to-co-bloodbath. you can find me on Instagram; @r0h1th_

“In this world, racing isn’t a sport. It’s a weapon.” In the 22nd century, Formula 1 has evolved into the world’s deadliest sport: Cybernetic racers tear through gravity-defying circuits at Mach speeds, backed by billion-credit sponsors, ruthless corporations, and fanbases that treat them like gods. It’s the ultimate dream. In the slums of London, Kyle Fox, an 18-year-old mechanic and ex-street racer, lives by himself, surviving and thriving off the streets. His family was gone… his parents dead, his sister held captive by a mafia cartel, and his brother killed in a street race. All he has left is his garage and love for driving. But when a failed getaway driving mission almost gets him killed, Kyle unlocks the F1 system… a mysterious interface designed to create the perfect racer. Now, for Kyle, every race is a mission. Every drift unlocks new abilities. Every victory brings him closer to saving his sister… and uncovering the truth about his brother’s death. He rises from underground street circuits to elite cyber arenas. But the higher he climbs, the more dangerous the tracks become, and in a world ruled by cybernetics and corruption, even speed has a price. From street rat to F1 legend… the race to the Apex begins.

[WAKE UP. REPAIR. KILL. EVOLVE.] Marcus died as a human and woke up as scrap. Trapped in a rusted droid body with only 1% battery remaining, he finds himself at the bottom of the food chain in the Endless Scrapyard. Here, mercy is a glitch, and other bots are just walking spare parts waiting to be harvested. But Marcus has something the others don't: **The System.** He can rip the laser cannon off a fallen enemy and weld it to his arm. He can integrate the armor of a tank into his skin. He can consume the cores of his rivals to upgrade his own processing power. In a world ruled by Mega-Corporations and War AIs, being "just a machine" is a death sentence. To survive, he must become a monster. From a legless cripple to a Steel God of War. They call him junk. He calls himself the Future. *** **--- AUTHOR'S NOTE ---** This story is currently being posted on **Royal Road** and is significantly ahead of the updates here. If you want to read **3 Volumes ahead** (yes, really!), simply search for **"Iron Evolution" on Royal Road**. I will be posting here daily, but the fast lane is over there!