Lisboa City Grid

Oct 12, 2026

Hey Netrunners,

Our first fan-made Netrunner is back in the store and ready to download - The Chrysalid Matrix. But why did I choose this set to re-release first? Well, though this may not be the best of the best regarding our many expansion sets, this one has a special flavor to me, as it was the first fan-made expansion that I crossed paths with, being the second, the Repeat Intrusion Patterns expansion, but more on that one at a later date.

For now, and for a taste of things to come, above I listed what I am working to bring back; besides those, I also plan to bring back the Vanguard-like cards; at that time, they were oversized cards to play along, but if we look at the Commander Decks for MTG that are actually the same as a Commander card. And I have a couple of those sets as well to rework.:

Now the bad news: most of those sets are just text on a spreadsheet, so they will need major work, as I will have to design them to make them playable and easy on the eye, and that project takes a bit of time, so don't expect daily updates from me. I am planning to make a weekly post with feedback on the project or to say something relevant to the members, but regarding new releases, I am planning to do them monthly. Thoughts: I really need your feedback on those, plus any requests are always welcome.

So let's stop with the long post and prepare to re-enter the world of the Chrysalid Matrix Fiction

CM0.00 - Prologue

Max Forward's true legacy was a reversal of fortune. Increasing security violations left mega-corporations in constant, sometimes irreparable disarray. Many runners were so successful in their endeavors that they simply had too many resources available not to "sell out" (or "diversify," as Habeas Punter so coyly puts it). Either they were hired as security consultants (a futile response), or they established businesses of their own.

But every silver lining has its own dark cloud. In spite of the gradual recession brought on by thwarted revenues (a recession aggravated by the lack of global governmental controls, controls against which Big Business had all too successfully striven), some industries can profit from the fortunes of any war.

In the case of this war, any entity able to rebuild security controls, able to protect its own data, would thrive. And any entity willing to share its secrets with others, in return for, not money, but control, in return for shares, in return for long-term contracts, in return for permanent controls, would be cast so broad as to be a veritable empire.

And any man able to build that empire, to control it, a man able to forget who he was and think only of what he might become, why, that man would be Midas himself.

Midas, indeed.

Midas, the Catalyst. Midas, the Transmuter. Midas, the Philosophers' Stone. Midas, the Agent of Your Change. You can (must!) run from him. Or you can be conformed (subverted! co-opted! sold off!) by him. But you cannot be indifferent. You cannot stand your ground. You cannot appeal.

For, contrary to the old stories, there is nothing, there is no one, there is absolutely nothing Midas loves.

Not anymore.