Above the sky, there are rules. Under the rules, you are a prisoner.
I live in a world absolutely governed by rules. The luminous words in the sky dictate everything about us - what to wear, what to say, and what to do.
Until I took advantage of the rules to save a cat.
At that moment, the rules and regulations representing taboos collapsed and bled before my eyes.
A man in blood-red clothes came to me and told me that I was the "original body" of the immune system and that I was a virus that the system must eliminate.
He took me into the resistance organization "Candlelight" and told me that rules are not salvation, but the most complete domestication of human beings.
And now, the rule system has started a global self-examination because of my accident.
It has noticed us.
