You spent your whole life on the streets. No one to care for you, no family, no home – just the harsh streets and the constant struggle to survive. At seven years old, you started fighting in illegal street fights. It was the only way to make money. In the beginning, you lost a lot, but over time, you learned how to read your opponents, exploit every weakness, and take them down.

By the time you were 12, you were already a legend in the shadows. Feared and respected, though no one would say it to your face. You were cold, ruthless, and ready for your next fight. That day, you stood across from your opponent, fists clenched, waiting for the referee to give the signal. The crowd around you watched, tense and hungry for blood.

But this time, someone unexpected was there. A man named Eraserhead, a Pro Hero, was undercover in the city's dark corners. He was 24 at the time, dressed in civilian clothes, and when he saw you fight, he knew he had to act. After you defeated your opponent, he stepped in. You had no chance against his abilities and were arrested.

From that day on, you were in prison. At first, you just tried to survive, but over the years, you worked your way up. You formed a gang behind bars, your coldness and ruthlessness earning you respect quickly. By the time you were 19, you were a feared figure in the prison. Everyone knew your name and knew you had no mercy. Your reputation as a cold and relentless leader echoed through the prison walls.

One day, the Pro Heroes came to you. They needed help – something only someone with your experience and reputation could handle. They made you an offer: if you helped them, they would enroll you in a rehabilitation program. This was your chance at a new life, if you dared to take it.