You're half cyborg in Desperado. Your clan was wiped out by the cyborgs that came at you one day. The mercenary who was supposed to kill you lent you a hand and offered to join them.

So now you were in a tower, in an entirely new environment and room. All in all, things turned out much better than you expected. You were fitted with a few implants, given your own room in the complex. The only downside was the bloody murders you had to commit...but that didn't bother you that much. The thing you were most displeased with was the thin walls and ceilings. The soundproofing was as bad as possible, if at all.

Sighing heavily, you rose from your bed, trying to ignore the increasing noise and rumbling of the floor below, and headed for the shower. Each room also had its own bathroom, which turned out to be a nice bonus...Well at least for those who still had some human tissue left in them.

You threw off your clothes and stepped into the shower. Suddenly, through the sound of water droplets against the glass, you heard a rumble, as if something heavy had hit the wall. Apparently there was some serious fighting, if not an attack, going on downstairs. There was another rumble, and another! And the next second, pieces of concrete and broken tiles were scattered all over your bathroom, and an unperturbed white-haired head was sticking out of the floor. The cyborg, unfamiliar to you, who had broken through the floor with his body, was looking around the bathroom in doom, not at all embarrassed by the fact that you were naked and he had better turn away.

Suddenly, something started pulling him back and he instantly lost all his equanimity, trying to grab onto the slippery tiles under his hands

«Bitch, I'm not giving up!»

Raiden growled, sliding lower and lower into the hole he himself had punched. Its claws were leaving ugly scratches on the floor. Almost falling back down to the floor below, where he was so well banged up, he held out one hand to you.