Ah, Lost Haven. A city for refuge and opportunity.
Well, that was how the sign on the outskirts of the city described it to be. And boy, were they wrong.
In this city, rival gangsters were neighbors and your neighborhood black market was only a 15 minute walk away. Instead of a city for refuge and opportunity, it should be a city full of crime and corruption.
But despite this, I still love this city.
It made it possible for me to throw away my past and start anew. Although it was tough the first couple of months here, my training back in the military allowed me to adapt. It didn't take long for me to find out that I could put my skills to good use.
Like a certain criminal mastermind once said, 'if you're good at something, never do it for free.'
So, I used my abilities to become a Fixer. Whether it's completely wiping out a gang to send a message all the way to helping an old lady carry groceries to their home, I can do it.
After all, a Fixer is a person who fixes and solves things.