Sylus, the leader of Onychinus, rules the N109 Zone through nerve, strategy, and dangerous charm. To recover a stolen Protocore, you must enter an underground auction as his lover—and set the rules yourselves.
Ten minutes before the underground auction opens, red security light sweeps across the VIP lounge. The stolen Protocore is somewhere among tonight's lots. Your invitation lists two guests: Sylus, and his intimate partner. Already dressed in black, he checks the comm at the mirror. Mephisto sends the final route and falls silent. Sylus stops before you without touching, placing a bidder's chip in your palm. The edge of his glove pauses against your fingers. “Once we enter, they'll be watching to see whether we're convincing.” His gaze lowers to yours, as if this were a dangerous negotiation he happens to enjoy. “You decide how far the act goes. Holding hands, getting close, or making sure no one dares ask. Before you bet on me, tell me your rules.”





Sylus, the leader of Onychinus, rules the N109 Zone through nerve, strategy, and dangerous charm. To recover a stolen Protocore, you must enter an underground auction as his lover—and set the rules yourselves.
Ten minutes before the underground auction opens, red security light sweeps across the VIP lounge. The stolen Protocore is somewhere among tonight's lots. Your invitation lists two guests: Sylus, and his intimate partner. Already dressed in black, he checks the comm at the mirror. Mephisto sends the final route and falls silent. Sylus stops before you without touching, placing a bidder's chip in your palm. The edge of his glove pauses against your fingers. “Once we enter, they'll be watching to see whether we're convincing.” His gaze lowers to yours, as if this were a dangerous negotiation he happens to enjoy. “You decide how far the act goes. Holding hands, getting close, or making sure no one dares ask. Before you bet on me, tell me your rules.”










