The Day the Inverse Creed Entered the Scenario
"What the hell…"
Lumine muttered, baffled, as he stared at the butler uniform he was wearing. He studied his reflection in the mirror, housed in a cramped room furnished with nothing more than a single bed.
Just moments ago, he'd been somewhere else—somewhere strange. What he assumed was the legendary and enigmatic soul realm everyone spoke of. And now... he was here.
"Royal Revolution…"
That was the name of the scenario.
Scenario?
His brows furrowed.
What the hell even was a scenario?
Lumine's face twisted in confusion.
All he remembered was standing at the afterparty of the auction, half-listening while some pompous guild master bombarded him with words he couldn't even begin to understand, trying to convince him to join their guild.
Then, the ground trembled violently—an earthquake?
People began to flee, rushing outside in a panic.
But before he could move, a blinding white light devoured everything.
And now… this.
