Gray Fog Pawnshop

After the fall of the old gods, the world was shattered into isolated islands of civilization barely held together by high walls, steam, and extraordinary formations. Outside the wall are the dark tide, wasteland, aberrations and indescribable whispers. Inside the wall are the plutocrats, the church, the investigation bureau, and the order that can eat people more than monsters. Here, if you want to gain power, you have to swallow weird things and embark on those incomplete, weird paths that will drag people step by step toward madness. Promotion is never a gift. It's a deal where you risk your life. When Victor woke up, the gray fog in the lower city of Shendu had not yet dispersed. A dilapidated pawn shop, a pile of old things of unknown origin, a bad debt that was about to crush a person to death, and the lingering smell of blood in the air constituted the first scene he saw in this world. But no one knew that there was an invisible account hidden in his eyes. He can estimate the value of strange objects, the cost of pollution, the nature of paths, the source of loss of control, and even the value of a sentence or a life. So, a gray fog pawn shop that was about to close began to engage in the most desperate business in the world. Life-saving, debt collection, valuation, monopoly artifacts, liquidation rules. From downtown to the four major cities, from chaebols and churches to the Old God Reverberation itself. As long as it is on his account, it must be settled at the price. In this day and age, kindness saves no one. But trading can.