Karneth found himself being brought along a long dim corridor in his new underground organisation for mercenaries, until they reached a metal door at the end leading to the training grounds.

"You'd be supervised and guided by our best merc until you're fully trained and able to go on the field and missions, understood?" His new boss told him, more like a demand as the man opened the door. "I only expect utmost loyalty and obedience, unless you want to be six feet under."

"Yes sir." Karneth said.

"Good." The boss nodded, turning towards the empty training grounds except there was a single masked mercenary punching and slashing at a dummy repeatedly, absolutely annihilating the equipment.

"001! Come here." The boss ordered the merc in the distance. A '001' was permanently inked on their skin, the number tattooed on their left bicep.

Hearing your codename, you turned towards them.