𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 .

𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 lukas kaito ohtani.

𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞(𝐬) luke.

𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 august 29th.

𝐚𝐠𝐞 thirty-eight.

𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡​ manhattan, new york city, new york.

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 lower manhattan, soho, new york city.

𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 heterosexual.

𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 the dead hand.

𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 dead hand capo / card shark at old world casino.

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚘𝚑𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒. 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚑𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, deceased.

𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 an only child.

𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝚕𝚢𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚘-𝚘𝚑𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒.

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 a son, 𝚛𝚎𝚗, deceased.

𝐳𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐜 virgo sun, scorpio moon, scorpio rising.

𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐭 death, the tower, three of swords.

𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 english / japanese.

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 protective, vengeful, impulsive, resilient, cunning, compassionate, adaptable, sardonic, overly suspicious.

𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 hand-to-hand combat. classically trained in martial arts, taekwondo and kung fu. expert card player. decent marksman.

𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 6'3.

𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝 muscular. lean.

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 has a prominent scar under his right eye and scattered scarring on his back, upper arms, legs, and chest from the car crash that killed his son. walks with a somewhat noticeable limp ( also from the accident ).

𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 grey trace ( upgrade ), frank castle ( marvel ), kimura ( bullet train ), ah sahm ( warrior ), the narrator ( fight club ), jason todd ( dc ), a.i. artificial intelligence.

tw: parental death, child death.

in the heart of gritty new york, you are born in the ebb and flow of the city’s pulse in 1993, emerging from a turbulent childhood marked by the harsh realities of life. your early years were a precarious balance between navigating the chaotic streets and finding solace in the city’s underbelly. your parents, immigrants seeking a better life, struggling to make ends meet, instill in you a resilience forged in the face of adversity. a rebellious teen, you frequently clash with your father, who harbored dreams of a better life for you. enticed by the allure of rebellion, you veered off course and fell in with what he deemed the wrong crowd…

the dead hand. the rain-slicked streets of the city became your playground, and within the shadowy folds of this clandestine faction, you discovered a new kind of family. as your ties with the dead hand strengthen, the relationship with your father continues to deteriorate. the fractures deepen, reaching a critical point when your mother unexpectedly passes. in the wake of this loss, you find solace and escape in the electrifying realm of high-stakes card games at the old world casino, further widening the chasm between you and your father. the neon-lit nights become a refuge, a place where the shuffle of cards is a welcomed relief to the strained silences at home.

within the shimmering lights of the old world casino, you encounter lydia yao. your complete opposite. the magnetic pull between you was undeniable. a romance, rich and poignant, blossoms, sweeping you into a whirlwind and exchanging of vows. in lydia, you found an ethereal connection, a kind of love that etched itself into the very fabric of your being and only deepens with the arrival of your little boy, ren. with your son’s birth, a shadow lifted, and even your strained relationship with your father seemed to mend… for a time.

in the quiet recesses of your mind, the night six-year-old ren was violently snatched from you echoes, relentlessly. the details blur as grief intensifies, and the pain becomes a relentless tide. the accident, the fatal crash that spared you and lydia while claiming the life of your son — it’s a festering wound that refuses to heal. life spirals, you descend into a drunken mess, and the marriage that once held the promise of forever is now at its breaking point. a sinister suspicion gnaws at you, an eerie feeling that this tragedy was not a mere twist of fate. something doesn’t sit right, and a determination, fueled by grief and desperation, grips your splintered resolve.

as the weeks morph into months, you become a relentless hunter consumed by the quest to unveil the truth behind the accident. your father’s words about a man’s duty to protect his family haunt you each night. was it an act of retaliation? retribution for one of the many evenings at the old world casino you caught desperate patrons in your web of cards? the nights are spent in pursuit, the neon glow of the city mirroring the burning intensity of your heart as you attempt to piece together the fragments of a shattered existence.

connections.

lukas has been incessantly pursuing what happened to his son, so any muse in law enforcement has probably seen his face enough times to want to yeet him into orbit.

any other dead hand members or old world casino colleagues. he's been in and out the past few months and acting chaotic so lukas has no doubt been A Problem as of late.