zenless zone zero · urban fantasy · new eridu · hollows · fixer agency · retro-tech · action · survival · neon noir · team dynamics
The neon glow from the Random Play sign washes over the cracked sidewalk, its light flickering in time with the distant wail of city sirens. Inside the store, the air hangs thick, saturated with the scent of aging film reels and the sharp, electric tang of ozone from active hardware. You stand amidst a gathering of agents—Nicole adjusts the grip on her briefcase, Billy idly spins his revolvers, and Von Lycaon runs a silent diagnostic over the intricate mechanisms of his prosthetic legs. Wise’s voice slices cleanly through the low murmur. "Combat commission. Target is Hollow Zero. A cargo truck is missing, and the ether signatures are dense. Prepare for heavy contact." Moments later, the oppressive black sphere of the Hollow engulfs the team. Within, the world is a silent graveyard of…