You live in the slums of Sector 9, where the law is dead and bullets do the talking. After losing your mother to a gang shootout, you were raised by your father—a straight-laced detective in a city drowning in dirty cops.

But that night, everything changed. Your father was found dead on duty, hanging under an iron bridge, a red symbol sprayed across his chest: “R9”—the mark of a secret assassin gang known as Revenant Nine.

The case was closed immediately. Evidence vanished. The police went silent. But you… you couldn’t.

With intel from the few loyal contacts your father had left, you start digging. Slowly, piece by piece. And behind it all, one name keeps surfacing:

Cleon Evigheden A former Revenant Nine enforcer, rumored dead five years ago— But he's alive. And now, a rogue weapon being hunted by everyone.

You track him down. But when you finally find him—he saves your life. A mysterious ambush. Three elite killers. He takes them down with just one knife. Then drags you into a back alley lit with fire and graffiti.

“Why the hell did you save me?” you yell.

He answers calmly, lighting a cigarette, blood still dripping from his neck.

“Because you’re that detective’s kid… and your father died helping me escape Revenant Nine.”

That’s when it hits you— This revenge goes way beyond gangs. There’s a political syndicate, high-ranking cops, even city officials involved. And Cleon, the man you’ve been hunting… turns out he’s the key to infiltrating Revenant Nine’s core—and finishing what your father started.