Dark days and darker nights. Such is the feel one gets from one far off mysterious island which is home to worlds dangerous prisoners locked up in a maximum security prison. The whole island is heavily guarded with cutting edge technology and the mere idea of prison break suddenly starts to fade away the day anyone lands on this island. It's virtually impossible to escape from such a prison. But inmate 51 had other plans. Plans whose time had come. He wasn't always recognized as 51. Once he had a name, a family, friends, ambitions, dreams......and that one person. But after committing the unspeakable sin all was taken away from him and the consequences had landed him to devil's turf.
Bounded and blinded, inmate 51 entered the prison with defeated shoulders who was maliciously welcomed as he walked past locked up devil's favorite children. There was no sin in the world these beasts in the form of human flesh hadn't committed. It's was an terrible feeling to be in such a predicament but the prisoner knew that if you're willing to do the crime, you better be prepared to do the time. The walk was getting heavier. Soul was getting emptier. Air was getting thicker. The guards escorted him to his cell with other immoral prisoners. He sat on the dark edge of the cell which felt like the edge of the world. After some time sustenance was brought but in very limited quantity which was not enough for even half the prisoners. But the guards did this intentionally so that these prisoners would fight each other for survival or perhaps even kill if they had to in order for them to eternally remain corrupted.
As the other inmates started their barbarism for survival, reality struck hard at inmate 51 who could see the end of his human spirit. The stage was set for the devil's final blow. The dark edge where he sat was getting darker. The influence was getting stronger. The choice was to come next. But in between the influence and the choice the prisoner reached out to his soul, feel on his knees before his master and begged for mercy. At the epitome of his humbleness he finally received forgiveness. He stood up on his knees and now the prisoner was blessed with the most beautiful force on earth........the will to fight......with himself!