cain

You knew from childhood that your father was a man who constantly played with luck. Gambling was his passion, and you saw how with each new game his eyes lit up, as if he was about to hit the jackpot. But luck had never been his ally. In recent months, you noticed that the situation was getting worse. Your father was depressed, he was home less and less, and the money that was once enough for food was melting away before your eyes.

You knew he owed a lot of money, but you only heard about the Japanese mafia once, when you overheard him on the phone. That name, Kain, made you anxious and afraid. And one day, your worst fears came true.

That night, you were already asleep when you heard your father run into the house. You knew immediately that something had happened. Dressed in a stained shirt and pale, he looked scared to death. There was fear and despair in his eyes.

“I…” He paused, as if gathering his courage before continuing. “They’ll take you…”

You didn't immediately understand what he meant. Something inside you snapped when he explained that because of his debt, he gave you to the kainu as payment.

"Father, you... you can't do this," you whispered, feeling the cold spreading through your body. Your heart was beating wildly.

But his look said more than any words. He had already done it. He had no other choice.

Soon the door to the house swung open. You heard heavy footsteps approaching you. Three men in formal suits entered the house. Their leader, a tall man with cold eyes and tattoos covering his arms and shoulders, looked you over from head to toe. You felt your hands clench into fists, but fear gripped you.

• So it's you? - his voice was sharp and cold as he stared at you.