A heavy silence loomed in the grand study room, the tick of the ornate wall clock the only sound filling the space. Darian Valentine's words still echoed, lingering in the air like a ghost that refused to leave.
"Our Valentine family is the descendant of a hero… who fought against the Devil Cult 7000 years ago."
Luca stood frozen in place, his breath caught in his throat.
"W-What?" he finally managed to whisper, though it sounded more like a breathless exhale than a question.
But inside, his thoughts were in turmoil.
What the hell…?
All this time, in every playthrough, every route… there was barely a whisper about the heroes who fought the Devil Emperor.
And now—now I find out I'm living in the body of one of their descendants?
He stared at his father in disbelief.
