A past forgotten. A future uncertain. He is nameless, yet he survives. Is it because that is all he can do, or does more lie beyond his horizon? However, one thing is certain for him: strength, skills and the experience beaten in the molten core of his being will not be extinguished. Be it madness or self preservation? To the very end, he fights as death looms over his neck. Watching. Waiting. For the smallest or careless mistake.