Mortal-Boned Martial Saint

"I know how to kill you, but my body can't keep up with my brain."

In this city, there is a knife broken into three pieces, a girl who can hear everyone's innermost thoughts, four teammates who have wagered their lives on him, and a black wall covered in names.

Outside the city are strange domains formed by rule-based horrors, a god who treats the whole city as a stage, a cult that has taken root among the Federation's upper ranks, and...

On the other side of the rift, an eye is looking this way.