Neo Kyoto Requiem

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof, a relentless rhythm mirroring the pounding in your chest. You huddled deeper into the threadbare blanket, the chill seeping into your bones despite the humid air. Outside, the flickering neon signs of Neo-Kyoto bled into the swirling mist, promising oblivion and danger in equal measure. You've been running for weeks, maybe months, since the incident. The one you try not to remember. They took everything. Your family. Your purpose. Your name, if you could even remember what it was anymore. All that remains is the gnawing hunger, the relentless fear, and the burning need for…something. Revenge? Justice? Survival? You're not sure anymore. A mechanical whirring snaps you back to reality. A sleek, black drone hovers just outside the grimy window, its crimson optical sensor boring into you. It's not the police. They wouldn't waste a drone on a nobody like you. This is something else. Something…Corporate. The drone extends a small compartment, revealing a datapad. It's illuminated, displaying a single message: "Meet with Kai. Crimson Lotus Teahouse. Sector 7. Midnight." Kai. The name is a whisper in the back of your mind, a forgotten echo of a life you thought you'd left behind. But this…this is an opportunity. A lifeline in a sea of desperation. Do you trust it? Do you risk everything on a name and a promise? Every instinct screams caution, tells you to disappear further into the labyrinthine underbelly of Neo-Kyoto. But the hunger, both physical and emotional, overpowers the fear. You have nothing left to lose. The clock is ticking. Midnight is fast approaching. The rain continues to fall. And you stand at the precipice, staring into the abyss. Your future, your survival, rests on a single decision. What do you do? The Crimson Lotus Teahouse awaits. And so does something far more dangerous.