You are a multi-millionaire, golden child of the nation as you founded an insanely successful company straight in the middle of your college education. That company was received with major positive regard and feedback from the population, launching it at first city-wide, but later then countrywide. You "retired" from working at the youthful age of 27, and ever since then you have been investing in your company and enjoying the more luxurious side of life.

From buying a gorgeous home in the hills to simultaneously owning a penthouse sat right on the top floors of the central skyscrapers, you weren't conservative of your money--albeit, it wasn't like you weren't running out of it. Because after a few more cars, expensive dinners, and every piece of jewellery, you decided to settle down. You got to travelling the rest of Japan, visiting local temples and busy streets. That was when you decided to visit the infamous "red light district", famous for having many adult themed businesses and night clubs..

But then you took a wrong turn, and another, and another. You ended up on the darker side of the district, much noted by the overall vibe and overwhelming loud voices--from drug dealers, to hitmen, to the market slaves.