Meteor City, also known as Ryuseigai, is a junkyard city. Meteor City's, as well as its citizens', existence is not officially recognised in the world. Unofficially however, almost every person knows about Meteor City. Anyone can throw and dispose of anything and everything at Meteor City. Its citizens will accept anything that people throw away there, from broken appliances to litter to even human beings, both dead and alive.

The homeless, the abandoned and the exiled gathered at Meteor City from all over the world. The homeless, those unable to take the pity-filled looks and disdain they received from the rich and wealthy in their hometowns, gathered in Meteor City to seek solace from those like them. The exiled, criminals and deformed people from cities and towns, gathered in Meteor City as they were shunned and had nowhere else to go. The abandoned, children birthed from rape, prostitution and affairs, were left behind by parents unwilling to face either their crimes or reality.

The conditions in Meteor City, as a junkyard city, were terrible. Mountains of trash piled up all over the place, a sweltering heat in the mornings and a freezing chill at nights ensured that few could survive in Meteor City. Dead bodies lay about everywhere as people finally collapsed due to exhaustion and starvation. From a young age, the citizens of Meteor City became desensitized to death. To them, it was simple. Either you were strong enough and survived, or you were too weak and you died.

The only way to survive was to steal and fight each other for supplies. The weak lost and were either killed by the victor, died a slow and painful death due to their injuries or just barely clung onto to life and survived to see another day before they were inevitably killed by a stronger person. One moment of carelessness could spell one's death. Dropping your guard, failing to stay alert meant either being killed or having your supplies stolen from you. There was no law, no order and thus, death was a daily sight.

In Meteor City, children did not exist. They had already seen too much, done too much for their own survival, to be classified as children. Death was simply an end to all the suffering, killing someone else a mercy that they could afford to those too weak to survive on their own. It was that simple.

Trust was a luxury, a privilege. Trusting the wrong person would result in a betrayal. Failing to trust anyone would leave you vulnerable to groups of attackers. Strength, while important, still meant little when groups of desperate people jumped you, overwhelming with sheer numbers instead of strength. However, while the citizens frequently fought and turned on each other, there was only one time in which they would band together, showing the full ferocity of those that fought for the right to live on a daily basis.

Meteor City has always been shrouded in mystery. But, a peek under this shroud was afforded to the rest of the world one day in an incident called 'The Tramp Incident'. You see, to the citizens of Meteor City, it has always been Meteor City against the World. While they fought each other, none of them forgot their hatred against the rest of the world outside Meteor City, the world which deemed them as monsters, as mistakes and abandoned them.

'The Tramp Incident' started when a citizen of Meteor City left to rejoin the rest of the world, to try and live once again in the bright light instead of in the shadows. However, when a politician was killed in his vicinity, he was promptly arrested for murder. He was tortured and a confession was forced out of him. Then, in court, his lawyer left him to fend for himself and he was condemned. 3 years later, the true murderer was caught and the tramp's false accusation was revealed to the public.

When the news reached Meteor City, anger and fury collectively rose in the hearts and minds of the citizens. Together, the citizens rallied and called for the City Elders to take revenge. 31 citizens were chosen and given bombs before being sent out to the world which had wronged them.

As one, they each approached one of the 31 people proven to have participated in the tramp's false accusation. These 31 people approached their targets before blowing themselves up, killing both themselves and their targets. In total, 62 people were killed in the name of revenge on the world that had wronged Meteor City and its' citizens. The only thing they left behind was a piece of paper with the city's motto.

We accept anything that you leave here, but never take anything back.

Pain.

That was the very first thing he felt when he woke up, eyes snapping wide open. Groaning softly and placing a hand to his throbbing head, he supported himself with his other hand and slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position.

Confused, he glanced around at his surroundings. He had been lying on a thin cloth on the floor that he was probably being using as his bed and he was inside a room of some sort. The room itself was dirty, trash littered everywhere and pests crawling over the place.

He had the feeling that he should be repulsed by the sight but, try as he might, he couldn't really feel disgusted. It seemed as if he was… used to it. But why would he be used to such dreadful conditions? Now that he stopped to think about it, where was he anyway? And who was he? What was his name?

'Don't get so excited bird.'

He froze, rolling off the makeshift bed and crouching down beside it as he looked around instinctively. There was no one nearby, or at least near enough to have spoken to him or for him to have overheard a conversation. The more pressing matter was the piercing pain that had shot through him at the action and he finally noticed the rolls of bandages around his entire body. There was also the matter of the voice and where it came from. He relaxed slightly after thinking over it for a moment and realising that it was a memory.

Bird. He tested that name on his tongue for a moment, finding it familiar and yet, if you think about it logically, it was kind of odd. Bird was a weird name. He wasn't a bird after all. He paused as the thought that it was a nickname struck him and, considering that he wasn't sure what his real name was, decided that he would introduce himself as falcon. It was the first bird that he thought of and that was as good a name as any.

Looking out the broken window, the newly named falcon decided to leave before the original owners of the place came back. He didn't quite know who he was and what he had been doing before waking up without his memories but he sure wasn't going to be able to get them back by just lying there. And so, Falcon left the collapsed house, intending to figure out where he was and hopefully meet someone who knew who he was and could shed some light on his situation.

Elsewhere, the feared Genei Ryodan, also known as the Phantom Troupe, was massacring the entire Kurta clan. They viciously tore through the Kurta clan members, digging out scarlet red eyes to sell to the black market, taking revenge for one of their own.