BLOODLUST: Bond by Blood

Prologue: How it started

April 5th, 2120

Los Meteo, California, USNA.

In this neon and chrome encased hellhole known as Los Meteo, the skyline's just a jagged mess of towers, each plastered with flashy holograms and ad screens that never quit. 

The streets? A twisted mismash of narrow, rain-slick alleys always buzzin' with some chrome head on his hoverbike showing off for the girls and some chromie gettin' his rocks off through the local cybergirls or some cheap elisim addict sellin' themselves to get another hit.

Neon lights stay dancin' over grimy, old buildings that look like they've seen better days.

Beneath the high-tech abyss, Los Meteo's a city of wild shit, that's for sure.

The rich folks chill in their shiny, chrome high-rises with killer views and vibes, while the lower levels are a grimy mess of smog and low-life junkies getting their next upgrade from old man Rhymes in that old shithole he calls a shop.

Down here, the black market stays boomin' with shady cybermods, rogue AI, and illegal robo-clashes.

The city's also a melting pot of cultures and tech, with folks hustling through acid rain and neon fog. 

Walls are always plastered with graffiti, both real and virtual.

Cops stay screamin' about the artists who mark the walls in protest against the mega-corps that run the show. 

Of course that's just Los Meteo for ya, a city of fallen meteorites.

"Los Meteo: Where Neon Never Sleeps and Tomorrow's a Gamble."

And on this particular day, the heart of this cybernetic hell's paradise is Neo Arts University, or NAU for short, a campus that was a safe haven from the city itself. 

A place where tradition and advancement fucked like animals and ended up having a kid called innovation, where the minds of tomorrow were being forged. 

As the new academic year dawned, the campus was a hive of activity. 

Fresh-faced students who had no idea of what they were getting themselves into by coming to this city, the place once known as the City of Fallen Stars.

People mingled with returning college goers, their faces showed a mix of familiarity and anticipation.

Among them was Adrian Malik Ramirez or as he is commonly known as: Adrian, a newcomer with a distinctive appearance that set him apart from the crowd. 

His parents, Chae Ramirez and Aaron Malik, stood on either side of him, their expressions a blend of pride and apprehension as they remembered the overwhelming challenges of university life. 

Accompanying them was their younger daughter, Lisa, a pair of holo phones on as she was dancing to the latest DJ Rush track: YOLO.

Adrian's appearance was as distinctive as his personality. His black dreadlocks, gathered into a high ponytail, framed a face that was a striking blend of determination and vulnerability. 

Clad in a sleek ensemble of white, black, and gold, he stood out amidst the more conventional attire of his peers. 

His outfit was a reflection of his unique style, a fusion of elegance and edge that mirrored the city he called home.

Chae and Aaron, Adrian's parents, were a study in contrasts. 

Chae exudes a vibrant mix of warmth and authority. In her early forties, she has a well-defined sense of style that reflects her affection for retro fashion with a modern twist.