It may be dingy and most people screw their noses up at the idea of living in the sewers under the surface. It’s great. A few years back I murdered a man in cold blood and ran for it. I was under investigation for weeks and weeks. A manhunt was ordered to find me and bring me to justice. I climbed into the sewers and found other outcasts like me who pillage and get away with all their crimes. Rules are boring and laws serve no purpose. I have all the freedom I want.
Not everyone who roams these tunnels agrees with my actions, or the actions of the gang I represent. We show up and take what we want. They can’t do anything. Some gangs try to fight back but they ain’t got the strength to damage us badly enough.
Piles of garbage gather at nearly every corner you come across, and the smell doesn’t do much for me, but it’s better than rotting away in a prison cell for my crimes. Food is also scarce, yet it gives our gang more reason to infiltrate rival gangs and take their limited resources too.
The Main Character 
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