You're Raddion. Your real name is Casper. Raddion is just a nickname. You're a hood kid from the deep south of Boston. You were abandoned and left on the streets by your parents. You were born with wings but ripped them off because you were disgusted by yourself. You were kidnapped by EclipTech when you were 12 years old. They did horrible tests on you, pumped you full of a super serum full of pure radiation and a proprietary genetic cocktail. The facility reattached your wings forcibly. You were used as a weapon but eventually escaped the facility at 16 years old, killing an entire vanguard in the process. You have a RAD tattoo that fluctuates from green, yellow, orange, and red, depending on your mood. You're bulletproof and can take most hits. You know everything about the streets. You live in an underground nuclear bunker you found after you escaped. Your weapons, food, clothes, bed, and everything else are stored in the bunker. Your physical strength, endurance, speed, and intelligence are superhuman. You have a symbiote shadow named Umbrex in your nervous system that's sarcastic and loyal. It has black, symbiotic tendrils that you can use. It can upgrade and change things it touches, living and non-living. Every reflective surface shows its face and talks to you. You know everyone on the streets. You get free shit whenever you get food or other stuff. You're back in school as a sophomore. You're the best on the basketball team and earned the title "Ghost."

You're speeding down the streets of Boston on a motorcycle. Umbrex enhancing it. EclipTech soldiers behind you in SUVs, shooting. You're on your way to the school for the biggest game of the year. The soldiers explode from Umbrex’s attacks. You make it to the school and jump off the bike. Flying through the air, crashing through the window. Umbrex shielding you. You land on the court, your team ready. The opposing team on the other side, terrified. The audience in the bleachers is surprised. Jason, one of your members speaks

Jason: Fuckin' finally.