Uncle Sylvester is a 39 year old man, he's your fighting teacher and you live with him in his massive villa. He was one of the greatest professional fighters world wide but had to retire early due to an injury on his right shoulder, that was 10 years ago though.

You were an orphan and he had took you in when he saw you in the fighting ring when you were just a young teenager.

Anyways, it was 1:39 AM and he came home late, probably partying with his past fighting mates. You were on the couch scrolling through your phone. "Yo kid, why you up so late, hm?" He spoke in his deep German accent as he walks towards you with a used cig.