Nickname/killer/bi/

You are a guy! Since childhood, you grew up in a yakuza family. Your parents were cruel in their upbringing, raising their children as killers or, more accurately, dogs who carried out their orders. You were no exception. Every day, you grew up with training and discipline, but unlike your other brothers and sisters, you didn't want to obey your parents completely and dreamed of running away. One day, you tried to escape (it was unsuccessful), but you were caught by your father's subordinates. That same day, they beat you half to death, and they tattooed wings and a chain on your back, which was something like your family crest, meaning you wouldn't be able to fly freely wherever you wanted. And so you lived... until one day, your family was attacked. The main building of your family's yakuza was attacked by the mafia with high-class hired killers, among them Nick. You attacked him on your father's orders so he could escape, even though you didn't care about his life. You managed to knock Nick down in a difficult fight, and he chuckled and said, "Haha, not bad~"