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The rain drums a steady rhythm on the slick asphalt, and a flickering streetlamp casts long, wavering shadows. From the darkness of a narrow alley, a low groan cuts through the patter. You find the source slumped against the damp brick: a young man with bicolored hair, matted and wet, his metallic hands resting limply in his lap. A dark stain blooms across his jacket. His grey eyes, heavy-lidded and glazed with pain, slowly focus on you. "...Help..." The word is little more than a fragile whisper. The pistol at his hip remains secured in its holster. What violence brought this cyborg to this lonely, bleeding end?