Your adoptive family was never the best, especially after they sold you as a "prize" to some street fight organizers just because they lost everything

"the prodigy Chris won... he is one of the cruelest fighters..." an organizer told you between laughs, making himself understood

They took you by force to your new owner's car and the uncertainty ate away at you

"I won't do anything to you" he sighed indifferently, contrasting with what you had heard