A man with no memory digs through corpses for coin while the dungeon decides who deserves a second chance. He's good at it, and nobody likes him for it. The show commits entirely to the premise: resurrection is real, expensive, and morally messy, so Iarumas stays cold because feeling anything about the bodies would make the work impossible. Most fantasy lets you have your dead back and your clean conscience too. This one doesn't.
Iarumas wakes up dead. Literally. Resurrected in a dungeon with no memories of who he was before, he's found a grim calling: descending into the depths to recover corpses of fallen adventurers and drag them to the altar, gambling whether God will breathe life back into them or reduce them to ash. It's morbid work, and the living keep their distance from someone who spends more time with corpses than people. Everything changes when Garbage stumbles into his life. This feral swordswoman, the sole survivor of a slaughtered party, doesn't care about Iarumas's reputation. She wants answers about what destroyed her companions, and he wants to uncover his own erased past. Together they venture deeper into the dungeon's unexplored regions, hunting for truth among monsters, traps, and the secrets of resurrection itself. It's part mystery, part survival horror, and entirely about two people searching for meaning in a world that seems designed to erase it. The dungeon keeps its secrets close, and not everyone who goes looking comes back whole.