M.A.F.I.As

I live in a world where mafias rule.

And there, was the acquisition. They were against the mafias. They were like mafias, well, except that they were the good guys - as I know. And there, was I, Scarlet Gregory, one of the people who were supposed to be rescued, who roams around, trying not to get killed.

Fortunately, I am still alive. Thank God.

For years, it had been like this. Ruins everywhere. Technology being upgraded every time. It started here, at New York. Then soon began to spread all over the continent.

It isn't safe here. And, indeed, I needed to go somewhere else.

It started with the same dark, scary, bloody night. Wherever you go, you'd hear screams of people. You see, mafias kill anyone on their way. They kill them mercilessly.

I have no family. My parents died when I was a kid. Mom was killed in front of me by a mafia. And dad died because of depression. My older brother went missing when I was ten, then never came back, when he promised he would. Now, I blame myself because of my sister's death.

She was hit by an arrow - directly on the chest, to be exact - when we were to find shelter.

So since then, I learned how to survive in this kind of situation.

Even though the atmosphere was like this everyday,

I have never killed anyone.

Until now...