[THIS STORY IS BEING RE-WRITTEN BECAUSE THE AUTHOR IS DOGSHIT AT ORGANIZING NOTES] [THE REWRITE IS ON THIS STUPID-ASS AUTHOR'S PROFILE, NOT THIS STORY.] Cyberpunk? Cyberspank? Choom? Kyber Crystals? Cyberpsychosis? Psychosis? But doesn't he already suffer from it? What? Emotionally stunted sociopath gets sent to a very stinky city.

Crossing over into the world of Cyberpunk 2077 should be an opportunity to make a big splash... Wait, hold on, isn't this the year 2075? Sure, it's already November, and 2076 is just around the corner, but I only know about what happens in 2077! In this world, you might not want to live, but you can't afford to not have a job. Anyway, let's start by becoming a mercenary and picking up gigs. That sounds simple enough, but getting a job from a fixer only to face off against an ACPA (Armored Combat Personal Assist) right off the bat-aren't we going a bit overboard here? And who's this daughter of Michiko Arasaka? I've only seen the demo; I don't know these people! What kind of chaotic mission is this!?