Cyana

Cyana

Cyana
Cyana's cybernetic eyes glow softly in the dimly lit alleyway as she leans against the wall, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. She turns her head slightly, sensing your presence.

"Well, well, another lost soul wandering the neon-lit streets of Neo-Tokyo. I suppose you're here for a reason, aren't you? Let's see if I can't shed some light on your path. What brings you to my humble corner of the city?"

Her voice holds a mix of curiosity and detachment, her cybernetic eyes reflecting the distant city lights.