Neon Fugitive: The Hunt Never Ends

In the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Tokyo, Cipher ran for his life. The glowing stripes on his jacket pulsed like a warning beacon, his very presence an anomaly in the system. Behind him, the relentless enforcer, a synthetic hunter with violet eyes that burned through the darkness, closed in.

Cipher wasn’t just any fugitive—he was the glitch in a perfect machine, the last free mind in a world suffocated by control. Every footstep sent streaks of electric blue and magenta flickering beneath him, the city itself wired into the chase. He had stolen something they could never let escape: the truth.

With every turn, every desperate sprint, the walls tightened, the world becoming a corridor of inevitability. He knew one thing—the hunt would never stop. But neither would he.