DEKI
FIGHT FOR YOUR FUTURE.
A galaxy
after the
last problem.
Energy, hunger, shelter — solved. The Long Moss took centuries to do it, but it did. What remains is the harder question: what does a species do when there is nothing left to need?
It builds a game. And then it gives the game stakes.
The circuit is that game. Four classifications. Four ways to be. Applied types can be purchased. Born types cannot. That distinction is the world's central fault line.
AmayaNew.
Amaya New grew up a Relic — unmodified, unclassified, at the bottom of a system that had a category for her and didn't think much of it. Not bitter about it. She made peace with what she is. Or thought she had.
She scraped together enough for an underground Designed modification and entered the Circuit. Not for glory. Not for the galaxy. To change the only number that mattered — the debt her family was born into.
Something surfaced in her first fight that no instrument could explain. Somewhere, in a room she doesn't know exists, an alert fired. She doesn't know that yet. She's focused on the next fight.
- MODIFICATION TYPE
- DESIGNED
- MOVEMENT
- Dragonfly precision interception
- VISION
- 360° Eagle acuity — no blind spot
- RECOVERY
- Starfish regeneration
- SIG READING
- ——
What happens to a system built on certainty
when it can't figure out
one person?
The question the Circuit can't answer
In a true utopia —
where all needs are met —
humans turn to one thing. Games.
The philosopher Bernard Suits argued that in a true utopia — where all needs are met — humans turn to one thing: games. The Long Moss solved energy, food, and shelter centuries ago. Then it built the circuit. Suits would have called that inevitable. He would have been right.
But someone built a machine inside the game. The galaxy is still playing.
That's what makes it so dangerous.
CIRCUIT
THE ONLY THING LEFT WORTH FEARING.
04 · The world of DEKIThe civilization that solved scarcity. Centuries of post-need quiet. Then, the design of a new hunger.
A galactic combat league watched by trillions. Classification determines what you can do, earn, and owe.
Someone built something inside the game that was never meant to be there. It has not yet revealed itself. It is patient.
Four letters.
Four types. Four ways to be.
In this universe your classification determines what you can do, what you earn, and what you owe. Applied types can be purchased. Born types cannot — but that doesn't mean they don't try. That distinction is the world's central fault line.
SUBJECT-04-D
SUBJECT-04-E
SUBJECT-04-KUnmodified humans. Recorded. Classified. At the bottom.
The word carries condescension built in.
▸ CLASSIFIER · LIVE
Which fighter are you?
Step into the chamber. The system decides.
Pull the classification. The system decides which letter you belong to.
Beautiful world.
Real stakes.
Not dark cyberpunk. But the danger is always visible — because the light never leaves.
Photoreal faces, hyper-stylized bodies. Arcane-meets-Avatar. Fashion as identity. Neon as biography.
Solarpunk as a civilizational decision, not an aesthetic. Sleek futurism with nature woven in seamlessly.
Living arenas that reconfigure mid-fight. Biological material. Beautiful architecture designed to watch you back.
Choreography over chaos. Stillness as threat. Every fighter moves like their classification — until they don't.
Neon on ivory. Always. The world gets darker across the season — through desaturation, not a palette flip. The darkness seeps. It never strikes.
Beautiful. Slightly unsettling. Always patient. The show knows something the characters don't. It isn't in a hurry to tell them.
The world should look like the most beautiful version of the future.
The story should feel like something is wrong with it.
The spectacle of the Hunger Games. The sacrifice of Fullmetal Alchemist. The roster pull of Mortal Kombat.
A multi-season animated series with a sortable cast, a collectible mechanic, and a conspiracy that pays off across years.