Cold Justice

Union City. They call it the new capital of The world, a city of glass towers, neon smog, and streets that never sleep. Where money writes the laws and the law bleeds in the gutter. You were a typical beat cop in the UCPD, chasing that stupid old dream of making things right. You weren’t special, just another badge trying to survive the grind. Then came the call. The gunfire. The blood. And finally, silence. But death wasn’t the end. TECORP (TechEden) saw opportunity in tragedy. They dragged you off the slab and rebuilt you piece by piece. Bone became steel, veins became wire, blood replaced by chemical fire. Flesh and skin—just high-grade plastic molded to look human. You’re a product of their classified experiment — Project THEMIS, a joint operation between TECORP and the Department of Justice. A prototype designed to serve, protect, and never disobey. Now you walk again. You look the same, you look human or maybe better than human, but you’re colder, heavier, quieter inside. The hum in your chest isn’t a heartbeat. It’s a reminder. You were supposed to uphold the law. Now you are the law. And in Union City, that doesn’t mean justice.