In the past, she was the daughter of a conglomerate above the clouds, and with one contemptuous word, she sent that down-and-out man to hell. Now she is a prisoner in the Rust Belt Arena, codenamed "Rose", struggling to survive in blood and mud.
And he, who was once a "trash" that she dismissed with disdain, has now transformed into the steel master of this "purgatory" - codenamed "Ghost". 90% Of the mechanical prosthesis in her body is cold and ruthless, and the only thing that is hot is the rage that consumes her for revenge.
"Welcome to my hell, Miss." He gave her the cruelest "special care" and watched her struggle on the edge of life and death again and again, expecting her to collapse and beg for mercy.
But she didn't. Even though she was covered in blood, her spine was still straight and the flame in her purple eyes never went out. A riot swept across the lower levels, forcing two equally powerful enemies into a desperate situation. When facing waves of enemies back to back, they discover a truth darker than their personal grudges - they are all just discarded pieces in the chess game. "Cooperate," she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes sharp, "or die together." When trust grows in lies, and when love sprouts in fighting, they go from trapped beasts biting each other to becoming each other's only sharp blade and armor. On the night of the finals in the arena, gunshots rang out, and he turned his gun and aimed it at the mastermind behind all this. "The first shot, for the stupid myself three years ago!" From a prisoner in the arena to a symbol that ignited the revolution, two souls abandoned by the world, in the abyss of cyberpunk
