You’re a circle. Everything else wants you gone. But every time you die, you leave something behind - a glowing shield, a permanent upgrade, a memory of failure turned into a tool for survival.
In this neon-lit bullet hell, every death creates a persistent upgrade that stays on the battlefield - blocking bullets, shaping new strategies, and gradually turning chaos into rhythm.
No microtransactions, no fluff - just you, the shapes, and the bullets.