Epics of India

Night City is a place where anyone who needs anything can get it anywhere at anytime. That is, if they have the right resources. Every day, guns are hired to get jobs done, whether it be simple hit jobs, complex robberies, or just sending messages to the competition in the area. But in this line of work, this means high risk high reward jobs that stray from the norm pay the most. In doing so, this requires high stress relief. But where can mercenaries all go after hours to relax and kickback, enjoying a drink or two before their next gig? Cue the Afterlife. Known as one of the most prestigious clubs in Night City, one could only gain access by having a reputation behind their name, as the club only served to the hottest mercs in the city. For a club to be so exclusive, the service provided was a cut above the norm, with the alcohol following suit. Many rare and discontinued liquors could be found at the Afterlife.  When the club died down during business hours, staff would take thi...

Jacky was off on another moneymaking scheme, this time resorting to his world-renowned (so he thought) sales tactics, rather than some sort of half-bungled heist that V would have save him from, along with the score. Jacky considered him a man of many skills, whether it came to gunfights, bargaining, or simply being a man for the ladies. Today's adventure would put his brain to the test, truly gauging his ability to adapt to any situation. He was on a trip to sell a weapons cache he and another mercenary had stumbled across in the Badlands, and so they had been hauling their separate crates in their vehicles back to Night City. Neither of them had a car big enough to haul the entire load, which is why they had decided to split it. The other mercenary was driving in front of Jacky while he tailed him, as the other guy had stronger weapons fitted onto his ride. Weapons would not be enough for these two to safely return to Night City with their treasure though. The sun shining down on...

EDIT: The latest version of this story can be found here . In the year 2077, there was a man of much honor, but with no master, wandering the streets of Night City. This man's name was Goro Takemura, former bodyguard to the now-deceased CEO of the Arasaka Corporation, Saburo Arasaka. Once a distinguished man, now he was nothing more than another street rat, seeking for a way to survive in the dirty gutters of the city. He had been unable to save Saburo, as he had been told to step out the room moments before Saburo's own son committed patricide and killed his father in a fit of rage. Then he had been left for dead, unsuccessfully attacked by assassins sent by Yorinobu to tie up any loose ends. During his escape from Yorinobu's hitmen, he was with V at the time, who had unfortunately been in the middle of a heist in Yorinobu's penthouse when the family feud went down. Fate had brought them together, and now they walked the streets of Night City trying to find a way to br...

A greedy and glutinous organization, better known as the Arasaka Corporation, had once decided Night City needed a beautiful and extravagant haven strictly for the elite. Within the borders of Night City, the wealth disparity was so vast that one moment you could be walking in a shopping plaza that would cost you half a lifetime's worth of work, followed by entry into the slums where even rat fought rat to survive another day. Arasaka sought to create a mecca for the wealthy and privileged, and so Konpeki Plaza was born from this idea - a hotel with a mantra stating they combined "American largesse" with "Japanese minimalism". The corporate elite loved stopping by on business and in-between, leading the hotel managers to constantly cycle in and out the hottest performers and entertainers Night City provided. While the clientele of the hotel consisted of a higher tax bracket, the same could not be said of the entertainers. Enter Jacky, V's best friend and lif...

     Night City was a breeding ground for legends, both good and evil. No matter the time period, they would rise and fall, continuing this cycle like a natural order of the universe. The next legend of Night City would start this cycle anew when he entered the scene, his future uncertain but great. One meeting with his opposite would change his path forever.     Enter Yorinobu Arasaka, son and heir to the Arasaka empire. A rebellious youth with no respect to his father's values and visions of the future, his reputation was already notorious and widespread after the mistakes of his youth. Breaking away from the family at one point, Yorinobu led a gang known as the Steel Dragons, made up of ten trusted associates nicknamed the Ten-Necks of Yorinobu. Their time as an organization was short, but one filled with terror as Yorinobu led them to be quick, effective, and ruthless in their work.     Yorinobu did not care for the corporate world the way his fath...

1. V Petitions Viktor Working as a mercenary in Night City, V's line of work threatened his life and general well-being every day. He wanted to increase his chances of survival by getting the latest military-grade skin implants, able to stop small-caliber rounds without impairing mobility. He worked and saved up thousands of eddies, never spending a dime from any job in order to pay off the operation in one go. Finally, he had enough, and went to Viktor, his personal ripperdoc, to ask him to proceed with the operation. "I need to be the best Vik, and to do that I need to stay alive." Vik warned him while he would be strong against physical assailants, he still needed to be wary of netrunners, who could hack him without seeing him. Viktor put V on the table, and installed the new implants, leaving V ready for more dangerous jobs than before. 2. V Sings for Johnny Silverhand Johnny Silverhand was a legend in Night City, not just for his abilities but also his musical prowes...

EDIT: You can find the latest version of this story on my portfolio . In Night City, anything can happen. Those who are hungry, ambitious, and ruthless, can claw their way to the top and become a legend amongst legends. But staying on top takes more than power, as one alpha can easily be toppled by another with the tides of time. The true rulers of the city, corpos who follow no law and no humane line of morality, crush any and all who oppose their profits and influence. But the existence of these pillars of greed allow for those at the bottom to chip away and grab their own fortunes from those who dictate their daily lives. For the citizens brave enough to take this risk, fixers running the underground find jobs and send them out to the right mercs, taking a slice of the pie as a consultant fee. Enter Dexter DeShawn, a notorious fixer with a past that veers those with experience away from him, but a reputation drawing in all who are desperate to make a quick buck. V, an upcoming name ...