They call it S.O.U.L.
But to me, it’s not just a name — it’s the graveyard of identity.

I don’t exist in any record. No name. No past. No face. Just a code and a mission. I was once a cop, but justice has too many rules in the light. So I stepped into the dark, where truth hides behind blood and betrayal — where no badge can reach.

S.O.U.L. doesn’t work for the government. We work for the people. We protect those who never know our names, and we bleed in silence. Every mission is a one-way ticket, and survival is never promised — only the report matters. Only the truth.

But this time, something's different. The mission is personal. And if I fail…
It’s not just me that dies. It’s the very soul of the city.