This is not your ordinally Crash Bandicoot fanfic. It is set in a dark futuristic cyberpunk universe. I'm using his Punk look.

Disclaimer: Crash Bandicoot owned by Microsoft Entertainment and Activision/Toys For Bob

Good morning, Cyberia Prime. Last week's body count lottery has been staggering to sturdy forty eleven outta Rockridge thanks to gangs' officers are down looks like you are all screwed cause the CPD will not that let go. Got another blackout at Lower Medton hackers are at it again striking the PowerGrid while over at Eastbrook, Cyberia medical personal has victims off the payment and in Inner Seaway well Inner Seaway is still Inner Seaway. This has been your man Pat. Join me for another day in the city of the Edge.

The construction of the cybernetic implants began in 1999 and the cyber crystals started a year after. Humanity began using the cyber crystals on themselves. It is not called erasing it is called replacement.

After saving the universe from Nefarious Tropy in N. Sanity Island. It was an overcast day in the cyberpunk futuristic city of Cyberia Prime a man Crash Bandicoot a punk somehow wakes up in a dark alley. He has no idea where he is. He even had no idea what happened. In a dark dystopia future. the year 2029. in the 21st century. After being awakened. Now he is in the streets of Cyberia Prime. Somewhere in the new world. An alternate cyberpunk universe. A corrupted world of power and government became the megacorporation's. the city itself appears to be a mix of cyber and retro futuristic city. A city filled with towering buildings and highways over the city. He wonders where he is and what he is doing here…. He then looks at himself that he is already fully clothed. Possibly worn cyberpunk clothing. And for some reason he felt tired. He is already outside. And it's raining. Like it always does in this place. In a dark cyberpunk future.

He began walking slowly on the sidewalk. "What I have the right to do this. I was supposed to be saving the universe not this." In the rain. Thunder rumbled. It's a dark and gloomy night. A storm is coming. He noted that there are futuristic cars and the small hover motorcycles drive around. On the rain-soaked streets. He looks at the people hurrying to work. Or going to school. Standing there. Some talking on their cell phones. Or just walking in silence like he is doing. He can tell the cyber-citizens of this place. He looked around the streets, at the people walking past him. Everyone was walking around with some sort of cybernetic enhancements. They are very different from the common citizens of the world. Cyber Credits are the currency in Cyberia Prime. And he has a lot of these cyber credits in his wallet.

Not knowing there are cybernetics on him as well. The cyber-core is inserted on him as well.

Here in this dystopia world, he looked sees skyscrapers far as the eye can see. He is walking towards his goal. He is walking through the streets of Cyberia Prime. Rain is falling. He notes the cyber-cafes. Where people can go and plug in and use the internet. There are two kinds of people who live in this world. The cyber-citizens and the cyborgs. The latter are people who have been mechanically enhanced, by the machine companies for various reasons. There are cybernetics on everyone including himself. Replacing with flesh with metal, metal with cybernetic enhancements, and even cybernetic enhancements with something that goes even further. Unknown to him that Cylax Corporation and other Corporations watching and controlling his every move. As he walks. Cyberia Prime Police Department, Cyberia Prime Medical Personal, Cyberia Prime Fire.

He began searching for to know about this city. He wore a jacket that has spikes, a gray shirt, brown shoes. He met strange and familiar people throughout the city. Many were walking past him, going about their lives on one of the busiest streets in the city. He looks at the passerby, who seem to go their lives without giving him a second glance. He is currently in Sanguine Street. But before he can walk any further someone walked towards him. "You must be Crash Bandicoot?" He looked at the android "Who are you? And how did you know me?" Crash said. She continued. Continued walking on the city streets. Police sirens heard on the other side of the city.

Believing that he is alone. In a dystopian metropolis. After arriving at an urban neighborhood in Cyberia Prime. He recently had a beer in the cyber nightclub. In the sidewalk. He notices that he is in the middle of a busy city. Neon signs are everywhere around the city. Looked around. A man walked by. "Crash. Well now that settles that. Perhaps the answers you seek are inside of yourself." a lot of people were sitting in their parked cars. Watching the neon lights of the city while smoking their cigarettes and having a drink. While standing there. A cyber woman appeared in his head. As she smiles at him. Then she spoke. "It's nice to have a break from fighting. I know how tough it is to fight every day." "What the hell is going on?" He asked.

She told Crash that the old world he once knew is gone and his old life. Knew that the future is here, and the new world has begun. But still the same man. Realized that he must defend the city of Cyberia Prime. "Who the hell are you? What the hell are you? Are you real?" The city districts in this city are Rockridge, Old End, Eastbrook, Inner Seaway, Upper Point, West Suburbs, Lower Medton, East Heights, Northwood and South Heights. It was indeed a sight. He knew how to walk like a cyberpunk, talk like one. But everyone in the city are likely cyberians. And they are indeed. He stumbled a cyber sphere containing the info of the city and the world itself. Picked it up.

He finally reached the apartment megabuilding H09. Takes out the key and enters the apartment building. Headed to the elevator. He looked at his cybernetic arm. The digital watch read 7:15pm. Four screens are on the elevator. He sighed. "I walk in the streets. But I properly knew this might be an unknown…" He thought. The elevator stopped.

He walked to his bedroom. inside apartment room 611. He puts his cyber-phone and the watch on the table. His luggage and backpack are on the floor. His sword and pistol are in the box as well. Then went to the closet and changed to his normal clothing of a black t shirt and black pants. Growing tired. He puts the sphere on the table. Takes off the cyber glasses. He then lied down on his bed.

A whole new life awaits him. A whole new world of technology even the humans are being replaced. Cybernetic technology has become more common people barely noticed it anymore. A world of gangs, crime, technology. Not knowing that the old world he knew is gone and closed another has been opened. He entered a new era. The era of the cyber-universe. He even felt a new surge of power coming through him as well in his heart. He felt a new level of evolution in his being. He saw a new path in his life. He felt the power of the universe flowing through him. He was happy and alive.

Author's Note: Got this idea while watching Altered Carbon and Electric Dreams and reading the original Cyberpunk TTRPG sourcebooks.

Instead of Night City I used Cyberia Prime and Cyberia as the basis of the main setting of the city and world.