Capone's first breath was filled with the unique salty and rusty smell of the downtown docks. His childhood memories are not of warm fires or intimate hugs, but of cold cobblestone streets, perpetually wet mud, and the skills he had to master in order to survive - the finger tips of thieves and the tongue of lies. In the jungle at the bottom of the jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak, he was as agile and vigilant as a real "rat", and eventually became the most inconspicuous peripheral agent under the huge shadow of the Cloak Society. He wandered around the sewage ditches and shadow cracks in the lower city all day long, working fearfully for a mouthful of soup or a few copper plates.
Fate seems to have already written a rough ending for him: he will die quietly in a smelly ditch one day and become another missing figure that no one cares about. However, a seemingly ordinary but extremely dangerous "rat job" accidentally brought him into contact with the extraordinary power of this world.
At that moment, Capone's numb world was completely torn apart. The rotten smell of the sewage ditch was still there, but an unprecedented, hot desire burned fiercely in his humble chest like wildfire - this power would change Capone's fate!
