In a fractured Tokyo overrun by contagions and decay, survival has become a privilege—and morality, a luxury.
Raikun lives in the Dead Strip, a lawless zone where rot seeps into everything: the streets, the people, and the choices they make. Known as a dealer who trades in dangerous substances, he walks the line between survival and self-destruction, numbing a past he refuses to face.
Beyond the chaos, the BCC enforces order through its powerful divisions, determined to cleanse the city—no matter the cost. When Chief Enforcer Ameni Kurosawa enters the Dead Strip, her presence ignites tension between control and desperation, forcing a fragile balance to collapse.
But beneath the violence lies something deeper.
Ten years ago, on the shores of Odaiba, a single moment changed everything—marking the beginning of the contagion’s rise in Tokyo, and the loss that still haunts Raikun. A promise made that day binds him to a life he never chose.
As past and present begin to collide, Raikun is pulled into a conflict far greater than survival—one that will force him to confront what remains of himself…
…and whether staying alive was ever the right choice.

It carried a metallic smell that never belonged to the city — something that might last a long time.


Footsteps echoed in the empty streets of Tokyo.


"I don't remember the last time I felt guilty for doing this."


His hands were buried in his pockets, hoodie pulled low, hiding his eyes.


"…and I don't wanna remember the feeling of guilt anymore."


Under a flickering streetlight, he saw the buyer standing, waving slightly.


"Yo, you got the pack?" the man asked in a rough voice.


He reached out with the packet and took the money without hesitation.


The buyer's expression shifted, serious as he looked up at him.


He lifted his head, ice-cold eyes revealed in the dim light.


ENTER - PROLOGUE