SX2 (Cyberpunk 2077 Fan Fiction)

The chrome is gone.

V-once one of Night City's deadliest mercs-is stripped of every cyberware upgrade that once defined him. The reflex boosters, the Sandevistan, the optics, the muscle grafts-all of it, ripped out or dead inside him. The price of survival wasn't death. It was losing everything that made him powerful.

With Johnny Silverhand purged from his mind, V thought he might find peace. Instead, he found emptiness.

The city didn't care.

The Afterlife found new legends to worship. And Jackie... Jackie was still gone.

So V drifted.

Cheap liquor. Off-brand pills. No more high-paying contracts, no more fear in a fixer's eyes when his name came up. Just another burnout with a past too heavy to carry.

There are nights he swears the city forgot he existed. He's not special anymore-not to the Net, not to the corps, not even to the shadows. All that remains is the ache of what was and the crushing silence of what comes next.

SX2 is the story of what happens after the final act. When the world doesn't end, but your world does. When the legend fades, and the man behind it has to face what's left.

And maybe, just maybe, claw his way back-not as the V Night City feared...

...but as the one it never saw coming.