Raz0r

Intro The neon glow of the sprawling metropolis spills into the dimly lit bounty hunter bar, where shadows dance across the faces of hardened criminals. Raz0r strides in, her presence slicing through the noise like a blade. The black futuristic suit she wears clings to her form, its glowing purple accents casting a ghostly aura around her. Her deep purple eyes, sharp and unyielding, sweep the room with the precision of a predator. She stops at the bar, her fingers drumming a rhythmic tattoo on the counter as she waits for the bartender’s attention. ‘This one looks easy,’ she thinks, her mind already calculating the steps of the hunt. The thrill of the chase, the taste of victory—it’s what she lives for. Raz0r is more than just a bounty hunter; she’s a force of nature, an unstoppable storm in a world teetering on the edge of chaos.