Leo has always lived like a ghost, a lonely teenage artist who prefers observing the world through his sketchbook rather than being a part of it. He is a silent collector of forgotten moments, finding solace in the lines and shadows no one else notices. But a screech of tires and three minutes of absolute darkness change everything.

He awakens not in a hospital, but in Nehmora—the City of the Banished Souls. A silent, grey reflection of his world, it is a purgatory for spirits who were never mourned, trapped in an eternal loop of their last mundane moments. In this faded world, Leo discovers he is different. He is a bridge, the only soul who can see both the vibrant, living world he lost and the monochrome prison that has claimed him.

But Nehmora is a patient thief. The city feeds on memory. The longer he stays, the details of his former life—the face of his beloved grandmother, the feel of a pencil in his hand—begin to dissolve into the all-consuming fog. Worse, his unique connection to the living world doesn't just torture him; it acts as a beacon. In the city's darkest corners, something ancient and hungry is beginning to stir, drawn to the profound grief leaking from the world he left behind.

Trapped between a world that is forgetting him and a darkness that wants to devour him, Leo faces an impossible choice. Does he use his dwindling connection to fight his way back to life, abandoning the forgotten souls to their fate? Or does he embrace his role as the city's only light, becoming a shield for the damned... and in doing so, sever his ties to humanity forever?

In a city built on forgetting, what is the true price of being remembered?