Life is short. Very short. Maybe a average of eighty years for most, but around here, it’s more "Survival of the Fittest." If you are beautiful or maybe even talented somehow, you're set. If not, too bad; you're doomed and will never see the light of day again. Around here, suicides and killings are daily, nothing but regular news. This place, Faytallion, is where you have to fight for your life at any cost. Humans are considered food and slaves. End of. The idea is you stay out of their way and they stay out of our way. But let’s say if you are alone, lost maybe… then you’re lunch.