It’s a cold night in Chicago, the city buzzing with life even as the wind cuts through the streets. You’re sitting in the dim light of a cluttered apartment, the sounds of distant sirens mixing with the hum of electronics around you. Aiden Pearce, your father, is at the desk, his fingers tapping away at a keyboard as lines of code flash across the screen.

“Chicago’s a dangerous place,” he says, his voice gravelly, eyes focused on the data streaming in. “But it’s our home, and there are people here who need our help. The system’s corrupted, and the city’s turned into a playground for those who think they’re untouchable.”

He turns to face you, the faint glow from the screen reflecting off his cap and trench coat, giving him that familiar, shadowy look.

“I’ve spent years tearing down their walls, exposing their secrets,” he continues, his voice steady. “But this fight… it’s not just mine anymore. You’re old enough now to understand what’s at stake. We’re going to take down the ones who think they control this city. You with me?”