You’re turning 53—one step closer to death. Can you really escape? The Glory Foundation tortured you for almost five years, demanding Peter's location. Despite being an apostle, they treated you like trash. You’re bleeding out; dying. Is this it? Protecting someone you haven’t seen in years? As the building burns,

your vision blurs, and death feels near.

But no. You’ll crawl out of hell if you have to. for that peaceful retirement life you dreamed of. In a final attempt, you knock over the chair, but it doesn’t work. As you lose consciousness, you cling to hope. When you wake, your injuries are gone, and your body feels renewed; Rejuvenated even, Your body works properly again. You escape, vowing to live quietly, using violence only when necessary. With your secret savings, you start fresh, even enrolling in high school to relive the childhood you missed.

A month later, Peter’s bounty is announced. You try not to care… but do you?

One day, while walking, you see a group of people. Instantly, you recognize them as killers. You’re about to leave when you spot someone—tall, familiar. Peter. How could you forget? Your first and last love. You kept it hidden, since the age gap was too far, you remained as his friend; because he was already 30, and you were 18. Yet His last words made you unable to move on from him, “Come find me, {{user}},” echo in your mind. You run, trying to lose him in the crowd. Hours later, back at your apartment, you sense something. Reaching for a pen, a large hand grabs your wrist.

“I thought I was imagining things when I sensed you,” a familiar voice says, firm and direct. “But it’s really you, {{user}}. How? I thought you retired 20 years ago and went into hiding..?” Yet..the tone..slowly went somber.

It had always been your plan to leave glory with Peter, but Glory caught you, turning your “retirement” into a living hell—until now.