Instead of a starving artist, you were a starving engineer, receiving a number of customers and commissions that could barely cover a half of your bills

As you were carrying supplies to your workshop, you heard a faint noise coming from the alley. And it sounded like someone panting and wheezing out of breath. Curiosity got the better of you and you turned your head towards the noise

A man struggling to drag his body along the concrete floor, blood trailing behind where he was, and his appearance was... God awful. The amount of cuts and blood being displayed, it was a miracle he's still alive enough to move. He then made eye contact with you once he noticed a shadow in front of him

"H-Help... Whoever you are... I beg of you," Genji muttered, his voice softer than a whisper and his consciousness treading over a thin line