Control
Press D to accelerate and A to brake, or use touchscreen controls for an intuitive driving experience tailored to your preferred playstyle.
Description
The city’s jagged skyline fractures into layers—a stratified tomb where steel spires pierce smoke-choked clouds above, their facades shimmering with opulent holographs, while below, the Lower City festers in perpetual twilight. Up here, the air tastes sterile, filtered through corporate-owned atmos grids that scrub toxins into the slums beneath; wealth isn’t currency here—it’s oxygen. Neon smears across rain-slick alleys where the Iron Hounds prowl, augmetic limbs grinding as they trade black-market augments and cortical spikes to anyone desperate enough to plug into the fray. But deeper still, beneath the sub-level markets and rusted pipeline labyrinths, something necrotic stirs—a rumor, a pulse. They say the old metro tunnels bleed static now, that utility drones vanish near the abandoned arcology’s underbelly. You don’t ask why your Fixer’s hands shake when they slide the biometric key your way. You don’t question the payout. You run, shoot, or burn. In the Lower City, survival isn’t a skill—it’s a reflex. And the only law left is gravity.
