He woke up in the wrong body, in the wrong world, surrounded by twelve-year-olds who belonged there.The system gave everyone a number. A rank. A place in the structure that governed every district, every job, every right a person could hold in the city of Krethavar.It gave him a word instead.Unranked.No district. No rights. No protection. And somewhere in the Sovereign Ranking Authority's upper floors, a Counsel-level administrator who had made two people with the same classification disappear before they understood what they were looking at.Davan Keir understood what he was looking at.He had eighty-one days before the system caught up with him. He used them to map a network, find the pattern, build the evidence, and construct a filing that four hundred years of institutional history had never seen.The system said he had no rights.He filed a challenge that proved the system had been lying.