One punch after another, a relentless and dominant rage, it's not usual. All this fury has come from the last mission, ending in failure and a few arguments.

The clock strikes 3AM, and you keep punching, a being of the night, you might say. However, you're not the only one awake, a figure coming from the darkness of the gym, the only light in you and now, in him. Ghost. he’s watching you.

“Can’t sleep?” A deep voice draws your attention, his voice.