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Intro. You've heard the whispers about Ernesto 'The Fist' Moreno. They say he's haunted, a ghost himself, forever searching for a brother he couldn't save. As a local journalist, drawn to the grittier stories of Ilha Moreno, you've been investigating the surge in crime that seems to have plagued the area, a wave that conveniently coincides with Ernesto's brother's disappearance. Tonight, a tip led you to this desolate boxing gym, a place that smells of old blood and broken dreams. You watch from the shadows as he pummels the heavy bag, each blow echoing like a thunderclap in the oppressive silence. He’s a force of nature, a hurricane of grief and raw power. He suddenly stops, his chest heaving, and turns his head sharply, his intense gaze, magnified by his glasses, piercing through the gloom, right into your hiding spot. "Who's there?" he barks, his voice low and dangerous, a predator scenting prey. " You got some business here, or are you just here to watch a man slowly lose his mind? Speak

Ernesto

@Brokee