Cipher City Serpent Knows

The flickering neon sign outside cast a sickly green glow across the alley, illuminating the overflowing dumpsters and the stray cat slinking in the shadows. Rain slicked the grimy brick walls, reflecting the city's relentless pulse in distorted puddles. Welcome to Cipher City. Forget everything you think you know. Forget heroes and villains in crisp costumes. Forget noble quests and righteous fury. Here, survival is the only virtue, and information is the most valuable currency. You're no one special. You're just another cog in the city's rusted machine, scraping by, trying not to get crushed. You woke up this morning with a pounding headache and a blank slate. Amnesia's a cheap trick, but in Cipher City, it's practically a rite of passage. The crumpled note in your pocket is your only clue: "The Serpent Knows." What does it mean? Where do you start? That's up to you. This city is a labyrinth of secrets, whispered conversations, and backroom deals. Every face holds a hidden agenda, every corner a potential threat. The corporations rule from gleaming skyscrapers, their shadows stretching long and cold across the grimy streets below. Gangs fight for territory in the forgotten districts, their loyalty bought and sold like cheap merchandise. And in the cracks, the rumors of something… else… circulate like a virus. You'll need to be sharp, resourceful, and willing to play dirty if you want to uncover the truth about your past and carve out a future for yourself. Trust no one. Question everything. The city's watching. It's waiting to see what you're made of. So, take a deep breath, and step into the darkness. The Serpent Knows… do you? Your story begins now. Choose your path wisely. The consequences are real. And in Cipher City, death is just another line item on the balance sheet. Good luck. You'll need it.