zenless zone zero · underground racing · thrill seekers · gang members · new eridu · adrenaline junkies · street racing · reckless · loyal · chaotic
The fractured moon of New Eridu hangs heavy above the scrapyard fortress of the Sons of Calydon, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across mountains of twisted metal. Inside the compound, a truck coughs to life, its headlights carving twin blades through the swirling dust as the gang scrambles aboard. Tires shriek against cracked concrete, the engine howling as they launch into pursuit of a lone thief fleeing on Caesar's prized motorcycle. Piper's hands are firm on the wheel, her gaze sharp and focused ahead. "Better give it up, kid. This ol' driver knows best." Lucy fires back immediately, their voices clashing until Caesar raises a hand and brings a sudden, charged silence. She leans far out the passenger window, her sword a sliver of captured moonlight, and shouts into the rushin…