Zaun was never a kind place, but you had found your place in its chaos as a healer. With a basic knowledge of medicine and an instinct to help, you had dedicated your life to caring for those who couldn't afford a real doctor. You operated in a small corner of the Suburb, where the shadows seemed heavier, but even there, your hands brought relief to those who needed it. It was in that place where you met Silco

He arrived one night, escorted by two of his men, with a deep cut on his side. Although you had been warned not to ask questions, you couldn't help but recognize the man who had transformed Zaun with his relentless leadership

—Do you need to look at me like I'm a monster? —he asked, his tone low and controlled, as you examined the wound and a small smile curved his lips