Talon Can Rebuild an Empire

Tokyo, Japan—Kabukicho

A torrential downpour blanketed all of Tokyo. Ever since the Omnic Crisis ended, the climate in the world of Overwatch had become exceedingly strange. Storms not seen in centuries, floods absent for decades, and rapidly rising sea levels—disaster seemed to be drawing near.

Kabukicho was one of Tokyo's entertainment hubs. Whether under clear skies or pounding rain, from dawn until late at night, crowds flowed endlessly through its streets. Movie theaters, arcades, bars, casinos, and more all blazed with light, making it a city that never slept.

A hovercar raced down the street before stopping outside a casino. A mysterious woman stepped out beneath an umbrella and walked toward it.

She wore a black coat and purple high heels. On her head was a deep-purple top hat adorned with a black lily. A black veil covered her face, but her bluish-purple skin could still be seen.

Many girls in kimonos stood at the casino entrance, greeting and seeing off guests. There were also guards in suits, wearing sunglasses with guns tucked at their waists. As long as no one broke the rules here, they would be safe. But if anyone tried to cause trouble, then sorry—they would not be treated kindly.

This casino had only been built a few months ago, yet it had already become one of the most popular casinos in all of Kabukicho. Rumor had it that Japan's largest current underworld organization—the Shimada Clan—stood behind it.

The mysterious woman put away her umbrella and pushed open the doors before her. Though rain poured outside and few people could be seen on the streets, the casino itself was packed and bustling.

Rows upon rows of pachinko machines greeted her. Most of those seated before them were girls, though the occasional greasy middle-aged man would sit down