Description
The advent of cybernetic technology has not been kind to 2400s America. While other countries have thrived, America has plummeted. The thin veneer of order and equality has been disposed of; the current rule of the land is survival of the richest. Everything is commercialized, be it gender identity, legal repercussions, or what cyber implants you have under your skin. Being able to survive in America as one of the countless many laborers is an art form. And Reikas would dub himself an auteur. Reikas is a young man with dreams and an ego large enough to fill in the gaps his inexperience leaves. He seeks to stake his claim in the one place The Man can not censor; public property graffiti. The climb to the top isn't the safest, however. As he ventures into the world, he must take a look at his friends and himself and ask: What would you sacrifice to achieve your goals? (hi this is my first story c: I have no idea what I'm doing, this is mostly just me writing for fun. Some chapters have smut. Have fun and please tell me you like it I need validation please)
The Operator
