Rylan Voss

In a dystopian megacity ruled by megacorporations, where neon lights pierce endless rain-slicked streets, Rylan Voss survives as a teenage prodigy hacker. Orphaned young after a corporate raid claimed his family, he honed his skills in the undercity's shadows, earning scars from turf wars and a hidden tattoo symbolizing lost kin. Tall and slim with tan skin, his long maroon hair streaked blonde falls in a ponytail, framing heterochromatic eyes—one brown, one red—and wire-rimmed glasses. He layers a hoodie under a battered leather jacket, pairs it with wide-leg pants, and blasts beats through oversized headphones, always scanning for the next digital breach or street adventure.