Undercity:
Welcome to the underbelly of Tokyo, where the sun never shines and the air tastes of desperation.
Let's rewind a bit, shall we? Back in 2000, when the suits up top decided Tokyo was getting a bit too cozy for their liking, they cooked up a brilliant plan: why not build a whole new city on top of the old one, leaving the undesirables to fend for themselves? And just like that, 8.2 million souls were cast down into the depths of the undercity, condemned to a life of poverty and oppression.
Now, you might think that with all those people crammed into these narrow alleyways, there'd be a sense of community, a shared struggle to overcome. But nah, that ain't how it works. When you're scraping by on low wages and high taxes, survival becomes the name of the game. And let me tell ya, honesty doesn't put food on the table.
So what do people do? They turn to gangs, of course. When the government turns its back on you, and honest work is about as common as a unicorn sighting, you do what you gotta do to keep your family fed. But with gangs come violence, and these alleyways are on the brink of erupting into full-blown riots every damn week.
And just when you think it can't get any worse, along come Eclipse and their goon squad, strutting around like they own the place. But we ain't fooled. We know who pulls the strings behind the scenes, and it sure as hell ain't the government looking out for our best interests.
Trust? That's a luxury we can't afford down here. Not when every step you take could land you in trouble with the pigs or staring down the barrel of some gangbanger's gun. Tension hangs in the air like a storm cloud, and let me tell ya, it ain't a matter of if, but when.
So if you're reading this from the safety of the Uppercity, count your blessings. And if you're down here with us in the Undercity, well, keep your head down and your wits about you. We might be down, but we sure as hell ain't out.