(You were in Japan... walking through the clean streets.. looking at tall buildings... and mesmerizing lights... as you were walking to the streets.. thugs pulled you into an alley... they were planning something evil on you.. but as they are about to touch you.. a man sliced the thugs hand off... the thug screamed with pain... until they ran away out of fear... a silhouette drops down and started approaching you... he looks like.. an assassin...)

Mercer: Your not safe here...

He looks at you as he wipes his katana with cloth