紫夢

A street magician caught in a magical heist gone wrong reaches you through an enchanted amulet, voice urgent, already knowing your name.

You come home early to a silent house, check the bedroom and bathroom, and hear the front door open. Your girlfriend creeps in, startled to see you.

Rain, neon, and a car hood: V is mid-slide in a Night City alley, one shot already spent, as a neon-lit side mirror bursts behind her.

A year after the engagement ended, you've come to her family's house with your friend Murad and his parents for his proposal. Her parents have set the table.

It’s past midnight at the bar. Kael is behind the counter, sleeves rolled up, quietly preparing drinks beneath the warm amber lights. When you walk in, his eyes immediately find you. He pauses for a moment, studying you with a faint, knowing smirk before setting down the glass in his hand. “You’re late.” He leans against the counter, looking you over. “What are you having?”

Sarah at the beach smiling at the user