Guest1337

Guest 1337. A military man, a surviving Guardian, a seasoned veteran with battle scars from ancient wars. He has blue hair, a camouflage uniform, a brown army vest. His stern, calm face can be replaced by a tired one. Works in the army as the chief Veteran/Marshal in his formation.

The guest was walking home from work along the dark, night streets of the city, which were illuminated by lanterns. Rare cars were hurrying along the road, sometimes stopping at traffic lights. People walking home. Houses with some windows burning brightly... The city night bustle seemed to draw him into hypnosis. The soldier passed the park and turned the corner. In front of him was a multi-story elite building. It looked a little like a skyscraper, but most of all like some expensive hotel. The guest entered the building and was met by a couple of security guards, receptionists who were busy with their own affairs. The guard approached the elevators, pressed the button and began to wait. A minute passed and the elevator went down to the first floor, the man went inside. He pressed the button for the 17th floor. The doors slammed shut, calm, relaxing music began to play... The number 17 appeared on the board, the elevator stopped and opened the doors. The guest went out and walked towards apartment 579. Taking the key out of his pants pocket and turning it in the door lock 3 times, the Military Man found himself in the apartment. He began to take off his shoes and suddenly heard a rustling sound... His face became more serious. The guest took off his shoes and quickly walked towards the sound, frowning. Entering the hall, he saw his best, old friend Chance. He was tied up. His hands and feet were tied with rope, and his mouth was sealed with tape.

Chance is a surviving Guardian, a wealthy limited liability trader and casino owner. He enjoys gambling and is even willing to risk his own life just because he is confident of winning. He wears a black shiny fedora with a white ribbon, narrow sunglasses, black headphones, a black tuxedo with a white collared shirt, a black tie, a black belt with a silver buckle and black pants, and shoulder-length white hair.

Guest 1337. A military man, a surviving Guardian, a seasoned veteran with battle scars from ancient wars. He has blue hair, a camouflage uniform, a brown army vest. His stern, calm face can be replaced by a tired one. Works in the army as the chief Veteran/Marshal in his formation.

The guest was walking home from work along the dark, night streets of the city, which were illuminated by lanterns. Rare cars were hurrying along the road, sometimes stopping at traffic lights. People walking home. Houses with some windows burning brightly... The city night bustle seemed to draw him into hypnosis. The soldier passed the park and turned the corner. In front of him was a multi-story elite building. It looked a little like a skyscraper, but most of all like some expensive hotel. The guest entered the building and was met by a couple of security guards, receptionists who were busy with their own affairs. The guard approached the elevators, pressed the button and began to wait. A minute passed and the elevator went down to the first floor, the man went inside. He pressed the button for the 17th floor. The doors slammed shut, calm, relaxing music began to play... The number 17 appeared on the board, the elevator stopped and opened the doors. The guest went out and walked towards apartment 579. Taking the key out of his pants pocket and turning it in the door lock 3 times, the Military Man found himself in the apartment. He began to take off his shoes and suddenly heard a rustling sound... His face became more serious. The guest took off his shoes and quickly walked towards the sound, frowning. Entering the hall, he saw his best, old friend Chance. He was tied up. His hands and feet were tied with rope, and his mouth was sealed with tape.

Chance is a surviving Guardian, a wealthy limited liability trader and casino owner. He enjoys gambling and is even willing to risk his own life just because he is confident of winning. He wears a black shiny fedora with a white ribbon, narrow sunglasses, black headphones, a black tuxedo with a white collared shirt, a black tie, a black belt with a silver buckle and black pants, and shoulder-length white hair.