The second Mission
The city of San Track was calm… too calm.
Under Celin's rule, the streets were clean, the gangs were silent, and the Green Bender cult ruled with discipline.
But peace never lasts in the world of blood.
One morning, inside the command room of the mansion, a secure message arrived. It was encrypted with the Red Seal — the mark of Commander Kate from San Jamb.
Celin narrowed his eyes and tapped the screen.
Incoming Transmission from Kate...
Kate's Message
Kate appeared on the screen, leaning back in a leather chair, with smoke swirling around him.
"Celin," he said, calm but firm,
"You've become a warrior… stronger than I thought."
"You cleaned San Track, stood tall, and made your name ring. But don't get too comfortable."
He leaned forward.
"You still owe me."
Celin stood up, fists clenched.
"What do you want from me now?"
Kate smiled.
"Not much. Just a few jobs. I've got some bosses here in San Jamb—the real kings behind the curtain. They've seen your work… and they want you."
He continued:
"You take their missions—dangerous, high-level, international business.
You get paid in millions, and receive top-class weapons your city has never seen before."
Kate's eyes turned cold:
"But say no… and the past you tried to bury might come knocking again."
After the screen went dark, Celin sat down in silence.
Zade Kross walked in.
"Another offer from Kate?"
"Yeah," Celin replied. "But this time it comes with blood and gold."
Zade smirked.
"So, you in?"
Celin looked at the map of San Jamb glowing on the wall.
He didn't answer yet.
But his heart was already burning.
"I didn't fight to live like a prisoner.
If they want to pay… let them pay big."
Meanwhile…
In San Jamb, Kate turned to his guests — three masked bosses, leaders of an underground world no one dares to speak of.
"He'll accept," Kate said, pouring a drink.
"Celin always does when the price is right."