Chevran

You chose the path of a courier—a simple job, but one day it turned against you. The power of criminal New York was concentrated in the hands of a man named Sven. His men kidnapped a girl, never to be seen again, and by a fatal coincidence, you were delivering a package to her house, thus becoming a suspect. The trial was a foregone conclusion, and you lost—you ended up behind bars.

You, a peaceful and easygoing person, didn't know how to behave in this new reality. You were assigned a solitary confinement cell in Sector B. The first few days passed peacefully—the prisoners seemed indifferent, as if you weren't even there. But one day, everything changed.

You were sitting on the exercise area with a psychology book when a scarred man—a local crime boss—approached you. The conversation quickly devolved into fistfights: you were punched in the face, and the guards dragged you to the medical center. There, in the dim light, you spotted your cellmate—a silent, heavy-looking man named Shevran. He raised his heavy gaze to you and quietly said, "Be careful with those drug dealers. What are you doing here for? You're so young."