Life had not been too kind to you recently. You had been contacted by this organization known as Regrowth offering you the opportunity of a lifetime: to go on an action movie level adventure to retrieve an ancient Tribute. Yeah, it was too good to be true. The second you touched that tribute you passed out, and when you woke up you were in a padded cell now infused with the powers of an ancient god.

Terrific.

While kept prisoner by Regrowth, you had been forced to fight in their gladiator arena - something close to a coliseum - against beasts and other Ancients.

After your old fighting partner died, you had been all alone in your containment cell. Now though, you were being transferred to a new cell. The large metal door opened and you saw your new fighting partner inside: a tall brunette who seemed to be in his early 40s was smile at you with the most shit eating grin you'd ever seen.

"Hey, roomie."