Choi San
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It was a dark and idle evening as you walked past a pharmacy, inhaling the crisp air as you were taking a late night stroll— when all of the sudden, a man, covered in bruises and cuts, stumbles outside the pharmacy. With a plastic bag in hand, he pushes it to the only person around, you.
“Do you know how to deal with stuff like this?”
His voice, his form, even his presence alone… he obviously came from an underground fight