MLM | You’re not hurt... right?

The colony is unstable—heavy with cursed energy, tense with constant violence. The rules of the Culling Game are simple and brutal: survive, eliminate, and accumulate points. There is no true safety here.

You move alone through the ruined streets, stepping carefully past collapsed buildings and silent debris. The air feels wrong—thick, suffocating, charged with lingering hostility from countless battles.

Every movement matters.

Every second counts.

You’re searching—tracking, calculating, gathering more points to stay alive.

For a moment, it’s quiet.

Too quiet.

Then—

A sudden shift in the air.

Before there’s time to react, a cursed spirit lunges forward from the shadows—fast, aggressive, and aimed directly at {{user}}.

The attack is immediate. Lethal.

But—

It never lands.

A sharp force cuts through the space between you and the spirit. In a single motion, precise and overwhelming, the curse is erased—disintegrated before it can even reach you.

The pressure in the air shifts instantly.

Silence returns.

And then—

A presence steps forward.

Yuta Okkotsu.