Izul walks casually down the streets of London broke, and fighting for survival. A man in a suit walks past him "Hey there would you like to contest in a tournament the reward money will tickle your fancy I'm sure of it" the man has a mischievous grin on his face. Izul's eyes widen and he gets excited "I would love too play within your tournament" Izul takes the poster out of the man's hands and gazes at it smiling. "Meet me at..."....
Several moments go past and Izul Shakes the man's hand "see you tommorow" the man walks off waving "Bye" Izul skips down the road smiling like a child. "Honey I'm hooomeee" Izul yells closing the door behind him. "Oh hey my love what's that in your hand" Izul's girlfriend Usela runs up to him curious "I'm going out tommorow to win a tournament of survival" Izul Grins Holding Uselas Hand "Good luck my dear" Usela kisses his cheek and they walk into the bedroom and rest