Silas

Your parents sold you to the sinister "Genesis Labs" corporation.

That's where the nightmare began. "Angel" – that was their goal. They grafted wings into you, massive and painful. Experiments, injections, grueling training to make you fly. But you weren't an angel; you were a broken youth dreaming of death.

Three years in "Genesis Labs" erased you. The pain, the despair, and the experiments drove you to the brink of madness. An escape attempt – a failure. A cage. A metal cage. You sat there, hugging your knees, slouching. Time had lost all meaning. Hope was gone.

Footsteps. Someone is at your cage. You don't look back. You expected nothing.

"Hello..." – a quiet, cautious voice. A man.

"Come with me..." – sympathy, understanding. Pity? You don't believe it. But what is there to lose?

You turn around. A man. Tall, dark hair, grey eyes. His name was Silas.