"That is exactly right. You all were chosen to live the rest of your lives here, on our lovely island! Note that the winner will be able to join our ranks as the truest member, and enjoy all of our luxuries till the day They die!" The Ringmaster The world has suffered yet another war. A war so terrible, it threw humankind into misery, and daily need of fighting to survive. I have killed dozens, maybe hundreds, to get where I am now, for that is the only life our ancestors prepared for me. I am Akira, the former ration trader, and provisioner. A dreamer, who always flies high among the stars of the night. A fighter, who stakes his life for mere food scraps. The war had no winners, but after a time, a phoenix rose from ashes of irradiated soil and city ruins. A phoenix called The Grey Brotherhood. Since then, they have unofficially ruled the world, owned the trade, sent the provisions, and provided entertainment. Today, I was randomly selected to "participate" in their entertainment program. And since declining the offer is a death wish, I can do no less than expect them to come for me. I will be ready... I will be ready to be taken hostage and trapped inside the paradise of blood, gore, and death. For that is the entertainment they provide. We will... eventually become... Lost souls in Grey Paradise...