"Target locked," a voice crackled in his mind. It was Kasane Randall, cold and precise.
Yuito looked at his trembling hands. He remembered the mystery of his childhood—the woman who saved him, the gaps in his memory, and the dark rumors that the OSF was hiding the true origin of the Others. In New Himuka, your thoughts weren't your own, and the line between evolution and extinction was thinner than a neural pathway. Scarlet Nexus
"We find the truth," Yuito said, his voice steadying. "No matter what the Psynet tries to block out." "Target locked," a voice crackled in his mind
Yuito Sumeragi adjusted his ear-cuff, the cold metal a sharp contrast to the phantom ache in his mind. As a new recruit of the Other Suppression Force (OSF), he was a psionic—a human weapon whose brain was hardwired to the Psynet. Around him, the city buzzed with augmented reality advertisements and holographic warnings, a "brain-punk" paradise built on the literal psychic energy of its citizens. He remembered the mystery of his childhood—the woman
Before them, an Other materialized. It was a grotesque fusion of a marble statue and a bouquet of rusted metal flowers, skittering on spindly, bird-like legs. It didn't have a face, only a hunger for human brains.
Through the , their minds surged together. Yuito didn’t just hear Kasane; he felt her focus. He tapped into her cryokinesis, his own psychokinetic energy suddenly frosting over with jagged ice.