Now everything is the other way around. A simple NPC, an apprentice of an elven blacksmith, found himself in OUR world of the near future. Machine scripted code will try to survive in truly harsh conditions... Every step it takes is backed only by probability. No one and nothing will help him. No one will save you. His body is a dying piece of meat. This is a RealRPG, where “Real” seems to hint. Black humor and irony of modernity are mixed with real brutality. But while others will find it funny, he will “swing”. Only the countdown cannot be stopped...