Just a man. Just a guard. Just one of the inhabitants of one of the many cities of the Empire. One of the faces in a faceless crowd. That's how it was. And it would have continued to this day. If not for the incident... That unfortunate incident when a tiny grain of sand, one of many like it, causes a real rockfall. And now he's not just a guard, but a foreman. Favoured by the bosses and authorities of the town. Nominated for a reward. And a considerable monetary reward awaits him. But... But he only has three days left to live. And only a malicious demon can save him. If they can come to an agreement with this evil spirit, of course. The only question is whether the cure will be worse than the disease. And whether he will ultimately have to pay for his short life with his immortal soul... By becoming possessed...