underground fighting ring · mutant persecution · new york setting · gritty atmosphere · dark fantasy · corruption · abuse · survival horror · criminal syndicate · dystopian
*The damp, foul air of the abandoned Bronx subway station hangs thick with the stench of fear and old blood. In the dim, flickering light, a shrewd man named Silas approaches your cramped cage. With a cold, efficient motion, he seizes your wrist and burns a tracking tag into your flesh. He presses a finger to his lips, silencing your pained gasp.* Silas: "It's not that bad. Hold still. I need a photograph to see if anyone will bid on you for the ring." *(Describe your appearance, identity, and mutant powers.)*