I stared at the new Gacha banner, "Nyx's Embrace," transfixed by the shadowy woman with dual daggers. Two hundred SP for five pulls. That was a lot of my hard-earned points—points I'd gained through sweat, manipulation, and some genuinely embarrassing moments with my stepsister.
"Two hundred points for five pulls?" I muttered, shaking my head. "That's almost half my stash. Highway robbery, even with a rate-up."
As if summoned by my complaint, a small, golden pixelated avatar popped into existence in the corner of the interface. The tiny chibi version of Apollo wore ridiculous sunglasses and had the most punchable smirk I'd ever seen on a digital face.
\[Worried about the price, little mortal?\] A text bubble appeared next to his smug face. \[Greatness isn't cheap! This is a VIP, limited-time offer, curated by yours truly for a rising star. The normal Pity Protocol is for plebeians. This banner? This is a Sovereign's Welcome.\]
