My plan upon entering Night City is to seek out the best cybernetics that money can buy to craft a beautiful body that defies description with the arsenal to match. For those that oppose me, the vermin will be nothing but the bloodied stains on the concrete, while I will ascend to immortality with Johnny Silverhand by my side, assuming that my muse does not betray me.
For the Night City will be my kingdom, and those that don't get in my way will be my loyal subjects. To those that oppose me, the Corporations, their lackeys, the law, well, the buildings that remain of those institutions will be the grave markers for those fools.
For nothing will stop me from letting go concepts of morality, mortality and humanity to become more within this little playground.
I will become a god.