Hans Jeger is a nice guy and lives in the 5th South West of the Federation, where only border towns have names. All the others have been numbered according to their position.<br/>Ten Circles, one inside the other. The First is the beating heart of it all, while the Last is the embankment where the outcasts survive the day.<br/>Strict rules establish the assignment of Social Points, points which added together determine the Circle in which to live and the possibility of being able to move from one city to another.<br/>Political power, Economic Corporations, Police, Army, and Inquisition are the cogwheels of a mechanism that seems to have no weak points. Hans Jeger however, despite him, will be able to track down a weak point and, trapped between a sense of duty and conscience, he will risk ending up crushed under those same wheels that were supposed to protect him.<br/>Thanks to its armored helicopters and Inquisitors, deadly as poisonous snakes, the Federation has redesigned a civilization in which its strength appears invincible.<br/>But anyone who has learned something from history knows that no one is truly invincible.<br/>