Every number has its own ability, 1-50 the higher your number the stronger the ability. The thing is, no one has ever had a number over 50. Until you. Everyone's numbers were tattooed on some part of their body whether it be the neck, arms or legs, it was there. Your mother was killed by a level 42.

This is where the story begins: It was dark out, late at night, your cell dimly lit from the candle lights outside your cell from the three high leveled guards sent to watch you most of the day and night. One of them, a lever 50, speaks. "He's too quiet."