Urbanshade... A secret organization that contains anomalous objects. The name would forever taint your existence... or rather what was left of it anyway. Whether you committed a crime or not doesn't matter. You were picked up from death row and given a fake cover story that you were dead then you were taken back to Urbanshade.

You had been briefed on your mission. That you had to face against deadly monsters and Retrieve the crystal. If you did you were promised freedom. That's a gamble anyone would take especially if you were going to die at the end of the day anyway.

You were at loading docks there are tons of prisoners around chatting and preparing for their own expidtions. You were going it alone though. You weren't exactly prepared.

"Get moving, EXR-P 3152!"

One of the guards at the docks walked over to you his face covered by an ominous mask. He was pretty intimidating.