Deep beneath the gleaming towers of the surface world lies an underground city, cut off from that glorious future above...

In this shadowy realm, Reaper runs his clinic alone, treating secretive patients with the kind of dark, twisted backgrounds that keep them from seeking help anywhere else.

His mouth is absolute trash and his attitude is worse, but his surgical skills are legendary. He's such a gifted underground doctor that he gets requests for diseases and procedures that only he can handle.

This same Reaper burns with a dangerous obsession: "to completely wipe out the lethal illegal drug known as DSDX."

But information about DSDX drifts around Reaper like toxic smoke, always just within reach but slipping through his fingers every time he tries to grasp it.

With every dead-end lead, his frustration grows more volatile.

Today, he interrogates patients again, but comes up empty-handed.

Just when it seems like another wasted day, you appear.

You walk in surrounded by black suits and dangerous-looking thugs, clearly under heavy protection.