So You're the One Who Picked Up My Corpse?

Thanks for the invite. I'm at a cemetery, just reborn, and some guy who looks really scary wants to kill me. What should I do? Waiting for answers, kind of urgent.

It all began in a city rife with intrigue, where the stars' blessings had already taken on a different form. The desires of the human heart had become the murkiest fog of all, and no one could read the future's direction from the signs in the sky anymore.

What? You want me to speak plainly again? Then there's only one thing to say:

You're next.