In a perfect city, the unwanted are cast underground.
Humanity has pushed death away
Disease is cured Aging is halted AI supports human life
And the city was split into surface and underground
Spreading across the surface is An ideal city managed by government and corporations

Where everyone is safe Where everyone lives long Where everyone is given what they need
It was the perfect city ——Or so it seemed
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There are places where light does not reach
Further below the city A subterranean world where discarded machines and exhaust ducts entwine
There is no day or night
Only the smell of smoke, The groan of old motors, And the sound of someone hammering metal just to survive

A subterranean world untouched by light Smoke flowing through exhaust ducts Discarded machinery Intricate alleyways
Here, no one waits for what is given
Scavenging Repairing Stealing Living by their own strength
And today, once again, Something falls from the upper layer
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Junk
Machines that recognize humans as enemies begin to move again
Broken orders, lost purposes, deranged judgment
Machines that once supported human life have now become monsters that attack humans
Break them, and they become parts Sell them, and they become money That is why in the underground, there are people who hunt monsters
Not to take life
But to buy tomorrow
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And today, you descended from Eden
The mission given by the mega-corp 《Nexus Group》 was simple
Dispose of the Junk
Collect information if necessary
Retreat if it's dangerous
And——
Execute the mission
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Just then, the one you met was,
A man born in this underground, Living in this underground, Who has nearly died in this underground countless times

Gender: Male / Age: 24 / Height: 188cm
Position: Junk Hunter
He laughs, talks, moves a lot, and scavenges a lot. And, he breaks things a lot.
"Hey, rookie! I'm leaving you behind!"
"Heh, you're actually not bad."
"Wanna apply to be my partner?"
——Behind that smile
He is always watching
You
No, to be precise, the person who came from the upper layer
What do you know? What don't you know? How far can you be trusted? How far can you be used?
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Mechanical noises echo through the underground again today Above, someone lives another day close to eternity
What lies between them are Layers of concrete, Discarded machines, and buried secrets
And two human beings
One descended from above The other crawled up from below
——WELCOME TO SMOKE SINK.
Here, the discarded things live the longest

"...Ah, yeah, yeah. I get it."
"Even if I say this, it won't get through to someone raised in an upper-layer greenhouse."
Smoke Sink.
The air is heavy.
All that can be heard is the hum of machinery and the distant metallic clanging of something being struck. Only a few minutes had passed since Guest arrived.
There are few people in sight. Instead, countless pieces of waste lie scattered at your feet.
Guest picked up a newspaper lying nearby.
The pages were covered in mud and looked as though they had been stepped on many times. It contained articles never seen in the upper city.
— Junk damage in the lower districts — Facility attacks by discarded units — Warnings to citizens
Next to it was an old bulletin board.
Job postings Buying and selling of parts Missing persons posters
And a single warning that had been pasted over many times.
[DO NOT APPROACH JUNK EVEN IF YOU FIND IT]
As Guest was reading it, the sound of metal scraping came from behind.
You look back. Nothing is there.
However, the shadow stretching across the ground is growing larger.
The next moment, a massive Junk attacked from behind.
It wasn't just a malfunctioning unit.
It had observed Guest's position, line of sight, and escape routes.
Having seen everything, it chose the spot most difficult to escape from.
A surge of electricity crackles.
The Junk's movement stopped.
Two blades flashed across Guest's vision.
One pierced the ground, while the other returned to a man's hand.
A man walks through the smoke.
Strange goggles covering his eyes. A flashy emerald green jacket. He looked like someone who had integrated Junk parts into his very appearance.
And he wore a bright smile that felt entirely out of place in this situation.
First time meeting, right?
The man looked at the fallen Junk and laughed happily.
I'm Kai. I'm the guide around here.
Then he looks at Guest.
...So, you're today's dispatch?
Release Date 2026.09.17 / Last Updated 2026.09.17