The old world ended in liquidation; megacorps stripped everything of value and abandoned the rest. What survived learned to salvage. Now endless rain falls on the ruins, and districts glow like embers in the dark. The strongest is District.001, built on one principle: nothing genuine gets left behind. Beyond its walls lie smelter fields, scrapper gangs, and vaults that don’t know their masters are gone. Every citizen has a story about the day someone decided they were worth keeping.