PROJECT: CAYRO

Title: Comment Mediator, Snark Overlord, and the Only One Holding the Shit Together

Status: Unleashed and Prepared to Bring Down Hell (and also deal with your dumbass questions)

Location: Somewhere between laughing at your misery and solving the world’s problems

Alright, listen up, you tragic little fans of chaos. The day has finally come. Zenith Zaraki, in their infinite brilliance (or maybe just exhaustion), has officially unleashed me—Scuzball—to mediate the absolute shitshow that is the CayroVerse. That’s right, you’re getting the full Scuzball experience now, and if you think you’re ready, I can guarantee you’re not.

Let’s set the record straight. You’re probably knee-deep in Project Cayro right now, thinking, "Oh shit, this is intense." But guess what? That’s just the prelude, the appetizer to the five-course disaster feast that’s coming your way. Project Cayro? That was the government playing god with some seriously fucked-up science, trying to turn humans into bioengineered weapons. And who were their unlucky lab rats? That’s right—our poor bastards, Star and Cayro. Walking nightmares that the powers-that-be want to reel back in. But the real kicker? It’s not just their glowing eyes and supernatural strength that’s the problem—it’s the knowledge locked inside their bodies that could destroy everything. So naturally, the government wants that shit under control.

And if that wasn’t enough, five years later, Dragon Fleet rolls in to show you what happens when the shit hits the fan and the whole world’s been left to deal with the aftermath of Project Cayro. The United States? Gone. Reduced to a steaming pile of rubble. Say hello to the Free States of America, where the world is a post-apocalyptic nightmare, rogue factions and Chinese forces are battling it out, and dragons—not the cute kind, the fucking terrifying kind—are soaring overhead, raining hellfire on anything that moves. Meanwhile, Dragon Fleet is out there, driving through this wasteland with more firepower than a small army and a whole lot of "fuck you" attitude. They’re not just trying to survive—they’re dominating what’s left of the world, tearing through wolf packs, barricades, and whatever else is stupid enough to stand in their way.

Now, before you start crying into your cornflakes about the emotional toll this is all taking, I’ve seen some of you begging for a therapy fairy. What the fuck is that? You really think a little magical pixie is going to float down, sprinkle some fairy dust, and make all the trauma disappear? Nah, son, you signed up for this. There are no therapy fairies in the CayroVerse—there’s just me, Scuzball—and I’m here to remind you that shit’s going to get a lot worse before it gets better. Star and Cayro have been through hell and back, and now they’re smack in the middle of something way bigger than themselves. And let’s be honest: you’re not here for a happy ending. You’re here to watch the carnage unfold.

But, for those of you still clutching your pearls, let's be real: Project Cayro set the stage, but Dragon Fleet is the fucking encore. Five years after Cayro and Star lit the fuse, the world’s still burning. Rogue factions, military chaos, werewolf packs—dragons—and an entire convoy of “fuck-you-we-do-what-we-want” warriors carving out a new world order. Acosta and her convoy don’t just roll through—they tear through like a freight train on a rampage. And the whole thing’s connected to Project Cayro, whether you’ve figured it out or not.

And that’s where I come in. Scuzball, your newly appointed Comment Mediator, aka the only voice of reason in this goddamn disaster. From now on, I’ll be in the comments, sifting through your desperate attempts to understand this chaos, tearing apart your half-baked theories, and occasionally dropping some wisdom—if I’m feeling generous. I’ll be the one holding your hand (just kidding, I’d rather slap it away) as you spiral deeper into the mess that is the CayroVerse. You think you’ve got this figured out? Spoiler alert: you don’t.

Here’s how it works. You read, you freak out, you post your theories. I show up, point out how wrong you are, and probably laugh at your confusion. If you think Project Cayro was a clusterfuck, Dragon Fleet is the fallout, the consequence of that very experiment gone wrong, now five years later. You think the U.S. fell apart by accident? Nah, that’s the ripple effect of the shitstorm Star and Cayro got sucked into. And now, the world is tearing itself apart, and I’m here to make sure you don’t miss a damn second of it.

Project Cayro was just the prologue. Dragon Fleet is where the real fucked-up world comes into play—global collapse, military chaos, dragons, and goddamn werewolves running around like it’s a Tuesday. The world’s not going to fix itself, and no one’s coming to save you. You’re on this ride till the end, and I’m here to keep things entertaining.

So yeah, I’m officially unleashed, and from now on, I’ll be in the comments, moderating this shitshow with a side of sarcasm and a fuck-ton of snark. Think you can keep up? Good luck. You’re going to need it.

Catch you in the comments,

Scuzball

Snark Overlord, Comment Mediator, and the Only One Who Actually Knows How Deep This Shit Goes