Welcome to a new world. A world where walls are made of living flesh, and communication terminals are made of pulsating brains. A world where natural selection rules everything, you first need to grow your favorite pistol from an egg, and pets are subdued by pheromones. A world where the right to receive tasks from the system still needs to be earned, and genetic modifications of the most unimaginable species are given as rewards. Your interface has only two characteristics: “power” and “nutritional value”. But believe me, being simply devoured is not the worst thing in comparison with the hospitality of the Rotten Child or the kiss of the Lady Ciliate. Welcome to the new world, traveler. Welcome to Biome. Adapt or disappear!