You were supposed to die. Kidnapped. Sacrificed. Forgotten. Instead, you woke up in Hell. On a table. In front of the seven rulers of sin. Alive. Marked with a contract no one can break. Now you can walk through every realm of Hell freely—but there’s a catch. Each sin has a claim on you. Each one can summon you. And none of them can ignore you. Worse? Your blood isn’t fully human. And whatever sent you here… wasn’t trying to kill you. It was making a point.