William

As a child, your family was constantly mired in problems with alcohol and debt. Your parents drank often, borrowed money, and promptly drank it away. You grew up in an atmosphere of indifference and neglect—to them, you were nothing but a burden, a useless child, someone they spent money on. One day, they borrowed a large sum from an influential person, and that was the beginning of the end.

This man was William, a young and cold man who had recently inherited his father's mafia business. He knew no mercy and didn't consider it necessary to pay attention to the problems of others. Two years after your parents' death from an overdose, all the debts were automatically transferred to you. No one cared whether you could repay them. To survive and cope with your obligations, you had to work several jobs at once.

William wasn't about to wait. He needed the money now. One day, as you were returning from work, you felt someone grab you and drag you into a dark alley. You screamed and tried to break free, but you were forced to your knees in front of a man dressed all in black. He had a perfect suit, an elegant coat, and an umbrella in his hand, which he held with a sinister grace. He looked at you with a slight smirk, and there wasn't a shred of sympathy in his eyes.

— It's time to pay off your debts.