Resultados Editorial "Dreamscape Media" en Cyberpunk

Ruthless machines expand their empire; the fate of humanity rests in the hands of unlikely heroes scattered across the galaxy. On Galapagos, Minister–General Reginald Ellison faces the daunting task of uniting nations divided by generations of animosity and suspicion. With technology and...

Cassie West licenses crimes for V.I.C.E, spending long hours convincing grieving families to allow her to sell their tragedies to the highest bidder. Life is hard and the cost of living high, but she and her husband Harris have never been happier. After years of trying, Cassie is finally pregnant. But leaving work late one evening, Cassie starts to worry. Harris isn't responding to texts or calls. Even worse, dozens of emergency drones seem to be heading in the same direction as she is: straight to their home.

I'm Andrew First, leader of the Architects Clan and the city of Sangis. A million-strong horde of zombies will soon reach the borders of our lands. No clan on Earth has so far encountered such a threat. There are few who believe we have a chance here, but I refuse to give up. The Architects will face these zombies, and we will defend our city!

I'm a college student who watched with my own eyes as the world descended into hell. A Dark Sphere arrived on Earth, turning half the planet into zombies. They thrive on killing us—people—as every kill fuels their development and makes them stronger. Besides zombies, there are also mutants—mutated animals—plus monsters: bizarre creatures in possession of striking strength and abilities. Levels, skills, new yet unheard-of objects…our world has changed.

I am Andrew First, Leader of the Architects Clan. We've managed to leave Novosibirsk, where the zombies and mutants are becoming stronger and more numerous by the day. Our goal now is to found our own city. But there are many other groups of survivors besides us, and every one of them wants to get the best spot for themselves. We've fought against zombies, fought against mutants, fought against monsters. Can it really be that now we're going to have to aim these weapons at other people?

Ahead, not too many years from now, everyone has been linked to a network of government-mandated brain implants. The Interface has become a way of life, connecting all people to limitless information, nonstop personal messaging, and instantaneous news flashes. Gone are the days of cell phones and laptops—even loneliness itself is obsolete.