Locke & Key || Ashiraya City #1

Sauntering through the city of cyberpunk, nightlife, and neon lights, Ashiraya gives you an instant blow of ecstasy, but just like it, it is an everyday gamble.

Locke, was used to that kind of life. Thrilling, adrenaline-rushing, easy money. As painters use their hands for their art, Locke makes use of hers through the world of pickpocketing.

Five, ten quotas each night, her life remained repetitive and obscured, not until the sounds of the two black Ducati screeches through her ears. In just one night, a strong grip around her arm and a pair of piercing amber eyes digging into her soul had never let her find its way out of the hole.

With all the chaos, beaming lights, and tumultuous music still playing at her back, the only question running through her mind that night is... how the fuck can she escape from the pit she was deep into?

Will her life ever be back to normal? Maybe, maybe not.

"Maybe... never," she whispered shrugging, stopping herself from letting out a chuckle.

In the first place, her life wasn't even normal, to begin with.

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