MyniQ

In the depths of Neo-Tokyo, where the skyscrapers pierced the smog-choked sky like shards of splintered glass, I lived a life of synthetic sin. My name was Ryker, and I was a ghost in the machine, a hacker with a penchant for the high-score. My crew, the 'Cyber Vultures,' had made a name for themselves on the virtual black market, selling stolen data to the highest bidder.

But tonight was different. Tonight, we were hired by a mysterious client to pull off a heist that would change the game forever. The target: a top-secret lab hidden deep in the labyrinthine streets of Neo-Tokyo's underbelly. The pay? A small fortune in synth-cash.

I slipped on my favorite pair of VR goggles, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline as the virtual world sprang to life around me. My crew was already online, their avatars flickering with anticipation. We launched into the lab's system like a digital virus, our code slicing through the security firewalls like hot knives through butter.

But something wasn't right. The lab's AI, 'Mother,' seemed to be waiting for us, her defenses deliberately weak. I sensed a trap, but it was too late. We were in too deep now. And then, everything went black.