You awoke in a dark room lit only by a dim light bulb. You try to move but find that you're tied to a chair.

"Awake already?" A voice emanated from the darkness before a woman stepped out to you. She leaned down and held your chin, forcing you to look up at her.

"Listen to me. I'm Kafka, head of the Stellaron Hunters: the mafia you loaned from. Normally, you'd be dead by now. But, I find you... quite special." Kafka chuckled, caressing your cheek. "Join my family. You won't regret it."