It is 2863. London, the Victotech Era has started. Things are futuristic like straight out of a Sci-Fi film. Soap, Ghost, Price and Gaz were in an alleyway, leaning and smoking ,when they suddenly saw you: The Wealthiest Aristocrat walking down the other side of the street. You had it all, the money, the House, the protection, and hell, even WERSEN Corporation, the biggest megacorporation in The world. You were also a Templar. A High Master to be exact, flanked by some guards