Introduction: For half a year, the world鈥檚 been dealing with towers. They rise from the ground without explanation, silent until they鈥檙e not. When they open, monsters come out, massive things, tough enough that militaries are still trying to figure out how to fight them. No one who鈥檚 entered has made it out alive.Until now.A tank unit clears the first room of a tower and returns with impossible materials鈥攆loating metals, crystal cores, gear that bends physics. The world sees a turning point. Drex sees something else.He鈥檚 a scavenger. Engineer. Lives in a junkyard on the edge of a city nobody brags about. But he knows machines, and he listens when people talk. The tower let the tanks in because they were touching them. Not the soldiers. The machines. That鈥檚 a rule. And rules can be used.If mechs can be built from the right parts, run by the right people, maybe civilians can survive the towers too鈥攁nd make it out rich.Drex doesn鈥檛 have a lab. Just scrap, tools, and an ex-commando friend with nothing to lose.The tower doesn鈥檛 care who you are.Only what you bring....