A nameless world where you’re born already grown up and in debt. A world where even your hands and legs don’t belong to you—they are the property of a soulless system. An incredibly cruel world where a life isn’t worth a single sol; where you voluntarily become the lowest rank with wiped memory; where, for mistakes, debts, and crimes, you lose limb after limb—slowly turning into a helpless worm with a human face… A world with steel skies and steel ground, with narrow, pressing walls that fold into an endless steel labyrinth. A world where in vending machines they sell weed and clubs—where bloodthirsty headless plucks hunt after you, and the worst fate is to be turned into a fattened pig…