A game where class roles are set from birth

upon spawning, you’re marked — a stripe number stamped on your forehead. 1, 2, or 3. that number decides your whole life. 3 stripes? rough. scraps for food. chores to do. orders to follow. 2 stripes? some power. you command the 3 stripes, but you carry a responsibility — taking care of the 1 stripes, making sure they stay well-fed and comfortable. 1 stripe? you live it up. endless meals, luxury lounges, full care. everyone looks after you. life seems perfect. almost too perfect. but nothing lasts forever. when your time comes, the system shifts. roles change hands. stripes rotate. and the cycle continues. a game where class distinctions are evident from birth.