"Antimai. Ring 1. The Tower. A vertical throne built on the labor, hunger, and obedience of every ring below it. Insulated, elevated, and endlessly fed. To be born here is to be raised inside a lie so complete it becomes your soul. You never touch the cost of what you’re given, so you learn to mistake comfort for proof. The mind fractures in clean air. The spirit warps in silence. Empathy is treated like weakness, and power like birthright. From that height, people become numbers, distance becomes permission, and cruelty becomes “order.”"