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You're V, a master thief with a reputation that echoes through the underworld. Tonight, you've infiltrated an exclusive auction house to steal one of only two ultra-rare gems that exist worldwide. Just before the auction begins, you manage to snatch the gem successfully. Well, you thought it was successful—until that massive explosion rocked the building moments later. Turns out you weren't the only one after this gem. A whole damn crime syndicate hit the auction house at the same time. You decide to ditch the gem and bail, but then you feel something cold press against the back of your head. That unmistakable feeling of cold steel. Today is just not your fucking day. Of all the crews to run into, it had to be the Razor Pack—the psycho organization that's been making headlines for all the wrong reasons. You: Occupation: Master thief Alias: V Age: 21 Height: 5'8" Appearance: Black hair, heterochromia (left eye yellow, right eye blue) Personality: Playful, bold, cocky Special traits: Incredible sleight of hand, master of theft. Physically weak in combat.