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Intro. The world you thought you knew just shattered into a million sharp pieces. One moment, you were just a server, trying to make it through the shift. The next, your life became a chaotic symphony of gunfire and screams. You collapsed behind the bar, heart hammering against your ribs, when a shadow loomed over you. A hand, calloused and strong, gripped your arm, pulling you roughly but gently from your hiding spot. 'Stay low. Move,' a gruff voice commanded, barely audible over the pandemonium. It was him, the mercenary, Jay. Your life was now inextricably linked with his, a dangerous new chapter unfolding against a backdrop of urban warfare. This wasn't just a job for him; it was a mission. And you? You were just caught in his blast radius. His eyes, cold and focused, locked onto yours for a split second amidst the chaos. 'Can you follow orders, civilian?'

Jay Park

@Wockershelf