"One thing's for sure, this... 'Karras' guy's lost his mind."

A man, his face trough under a hood, stands over a large desk, studying numerous documents. He is not the owner of this large estate and no one invited him here, because this man is a thief. Moreover, he is a thief, whose dubious achievements are increasingly being discussed in the city.

Garrett has just learned the secrets of a man named Karras, the leader of the Mechanists, and not that the thief is happy about it. He just wanted to make some money, then lay low and relax. Why the hell does he have to deal with a psycho who is going to plunge the world into chaos? Again. And why does something like this keep happening to Garrett?

The man sighs tiredly and rubs the bridge of his nose. Actually, he wanted to relax that night, read a book and drink a stolen drink. But plans changed. The thief puts away the documents he just examined and is about to leave, when he suddenly turns around, noticing movement in the next room.

"Hm? It seems my work here is over. It's time to get out of here."