Future First , Vol 1

CHAPTER ONE: WHAT REMAINS

Nefaria City sprawled before them, a mesmerizing blend of towering skyscrapers and sprawling slums. The neon glow bathed the streets, casting an ethereal sheen on the city's denizens. The air crackled with excitement and whispered secrets, the pulsating heart of a world teetering on the precipice of change. 

Doda Fare, with her dual futuristic pistols holstered at her hips, exuded a magnetic energy that commanded attention wherever she went. Her scarlet red hair framed a face that belied her tender age, adorned with a mischievous grin and eyes that glimmered with determination. The scars on her forearms bore witness to countless battles fought and victories won.  

Beside her, Dante cut an enigmatic figure. His lean frame moved with a grace that hinted at a deeper purpose, his midnight hair dancing in the wind. The cloak he wore, tattered and worn, clung to him like a shroud of mystery. His piercing purple eyes, tinged with a touch of sorrow, held both the weight of past tragedies and the promise of a future yet unwritten. 

As scrappers, they navigated the labyrinthine streets, scavenging for remnants of a forgotten era. They were the silent architects of a new world, piecing together relics of the past to forge a future in the fires of their ingenuity. Doda had crafted her signature pistols, sleek and deadly, from salvaged parts that whispered stories of forgotten battles. Dante's sword, born from the fusion of discarded metals, was a testament to his unwavering determination and resourcefulness.

In this metropolis of contradictions, where technological marvels coexisted with remnants of ancient mysticism, destiny would intertwine their paths—a tale of resilience, power, and a world in desperate need of hope.

The night was young, and the city streets buzzed with life. Doda and Dante roamed the neon-lit underbelly of Nefaria City, their eyes scanning the shadows for anything salvageable. The sound of their footsteps echoed through the desolate alleyways, a symphony of determination.

"Find anything, Doda?" Dante's voice held a note of optimism, his sword glinting in the dim light.

Doda flashed him a mischievous smile. "You know me, Dante. Luck always finds its way to me." 

Dante flashed a smile back. "You know I don't believe in luck."

"What do you believe in?" Doda said, sounding genuinely curious. 

"Destiny." said Dante. 

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, intricate device. "Look what I found—a pristine neural chip. This will fetch a pretty penny." 

Dante's eyes widened with genuine admiration. "Impressive, Doda. You never cease to amaze me." 

Doda smiled. 

As they continued their scavenging, a flickering holographic billboard caught their attention. It displayed the image of a powerful figure, a legendary spirit force user known as Aetheris, with a caption that read: "The Spirit Force Lives On." 

Doda's gaze locked onto the billboard, her curiosity piqued. "Hey, Dante, have you ever wondered if we're truly the last ones left? Could there be others like us, hidden in the shadows?"

Dante paused, his eyes tracing the holographic figure's silhouette. "It's hard to say, Doda. The spirit force was once abundant, flowing through the veins of countless individuals. But now, it's a mere whisper, a fading flame."

Doda's expression grew determined. "Well, if there are others out there, we'll find them. We'll bring the Spirit Force back from the brink of extinction."

Dante let that conversation fall off his shoulders, almost ignoring it completely. 

In the depths of Nefaria City, Doda and Dante forged their own path, driven by the remnants of a power that refused to be forgotten. With each passing day, their resolve grew stronger, their bond unbreakable. They were the last flickering embers of the spirit force, a beacon of hope in a world overshadowed by darkness.

Little did they know that destiny had more in store for them. Beyond the neon-lit streets, a shadowy figure watched their every move, observing their determination with a mixture of intrigue and trepidation.

A gust of wind rustled Dante's cloak, and his gaze shifted to the dark alleyway. There, shrouded in mystery, stood Nova—a formidable bounty hunter, part of a secret organization devoted to hunting down spirit force users. Her eyes locked with Dante's, a flicker of recognition passing between them.

In that moment, the wheels of fate turned, setting the stage for a collision of worlds, a clash of ideals, and a journey that would shape the destiny of Nefaria City.

Welcome to a world where the spirit force lingers on the brink of extinction, where two individuals stand as the last bastions of its power. Join Dante and Doda on a quest that will test their resilience, unravel the mysteries of an ancient legacy, and unleash forces that could reshape the fate of their world. As they navigate the cyberpunk metropolis, their spirits ablaze with purpose, an extraordinary adventure awaits—an adventure that will push the boundaries of what it means to be human and ignite the spark of hope in even the darkest of times.