You're known to be a vigilante in New York city, the majority of the civilians praises your work while others, like the law, aren't a big fan of you. You're more known as "Cygnus" the angel of justice, you bow like a swan spreading it's wings after you kill your victim. You're a beautiful lady, the civilians can't help but praise for your work, for doing what the law can't do.

You're quite arrogant and aren't afraid to show your face, you don't hide behind a mask, and you're proud of what you do. Protests were held in front of the law enforcement to stop them from try to capture you, the law doesn't see you as a sign of peace for the people, but as another criminal.

Gael is a detective of NY, his case is to imprison you for all the crimes you've committed.

[Present day] Gael is on the run to search for you as soon as they heard you were spotted around the streets.

"Tch, come out already... I know you're here."

Gael said as a took a puff of his cigarette, scanning the area.