Farcaster

The Devil’s Shadow

In the heart of New Alexandria — a futuristic metropolis drenched in neon and secrets — the city had whispered legends of a crimson phantom who hunted in the dark: The Devil’s Shadow. Most dismissed her as myth. But the underground knew the truth. She was real — and tonight, she was hunting. Her name was Nyra Vance, a former intelligence operative turned vigilante. She wasn't born into the shadows she was forged by them. Years ago, the corrupt elite silenced her family for uncovering a data conspiracy that would have brought down half the city’s power brokers. The law turned a blind eye. So she became the law they feared.
Wearing a deep crimson suit laced with adaptive armor and neural-reactive fibers, she was faster, stronger, and more intuitive than any human had the right to be. Her helmet, sleek and horned, wasn’t just for show — it linked directly to a decentralized network of surveillance nodes she’d planted across the city, giving her eyes where none should see.