Right from the first few pages, the stage is set : a break-in at a space station that’s locked down tighter than ever. It’s direct, it’s tense, and it doesn’t waste time on
pointless chatter.
But the real thing that grabs you by the gut is Deira. She’s not some
cardboard superheroine who handles everything without batting an eye.
The girl is at the end of her rope, she’s exhausted, she’s hurting, but she
hangs on. You feel every blow, every drop of sweat… that’s what makes
her so believable and genuinely endearing. You just want to scream at her
to pull through.
The station, Chitterfield, is a pure waking nightmare. The madness of
mixing an artificial (and mezmerizing) jungle with mechanical
monstrosities that want your blood creates a crazy atmosphere. It’s so
beautiful it’ll blow your mind, but you feel like every corner could kill
you.
What’s powerful is that behind the fighting and survival, the story tackles
the tough topics : corporations that squeeze you dry and that
technological horror where even the dead end up being used as tools. It’s
some seriously gritty, visceral cyberpunk that sticks in your head.
The verdict : It’s dark, it’s edgy, and it looks wild. If you like it when sci-fi
shakes you up a bit, go for it. it’s a killer.