Steam swirled in the marble-tiled bath chamber, curling around Luca's lean frame as he stood beneath the cascading water. Droplets slid down the sharp lines of his shoulders and back, the steady stream washing away the sweat from his early morning training. But not the unease in his chest.
According to the game…
His fingers pushed back wet strands of hair from his forehead as his expression darkened. This is when the Arcadia City cultist investigation begins.
In the original timeline, the club selection was followed by vague hints—unusual disappearances, black-market mana stones, and whispers in the alleyways. Subtle, slow-burning clues that only the player and a few party members could connect to the devil cult. The academy knew nothing. The city was blind.
But now… everything has changed.
