“What is this? A notebook that drives you mad if you look at it? Investigate it.”
“What is this? A death prophecy passed down from ancient times? Investigate it.”
“What is this? A supernatural retainer watched over by distant stars? Investigate it.”
This is the age of steam. Difference engines calculate the future, steam trains connect nations, battleships announce the funeral of sail, and airships proclaim humanity's conquest of nature.
This is a world of mystery. Fairy tales come true in the darkness, stories forge souls amid wails, myths return from history, the Ancients whisper, and beings in the stars cast their gaze upon us.
To survive and fight back, humanity conceals horrifying truths. Along seven paths, they choose from twenty-one blessings, compress their own essence into vessels, feel supernatural power swell in their flesh, reshape themselves amid the ceaseless whispers in their ears, and solidify into monsters who are neither fully human nor wholly other. In the end, they shatter themselves on the road to resisting madness.
As for me? Allow me to introduce myself: I am the Hunter of the Mists, the Doctor of Redemption, the Pure White Admiral, the Professor of Truth, the King of Hope, the Dark Lord... Ananke Sphinx.
And I'm a detective, too.
What is this case? Investigate it.
