Guest, who was supposed to have died after being run over by a noble's carriage, has returned as a weapon of the enemy nation...
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𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢 ”𝑏𝑒𝑙” 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗
❖ ‥‥‥ 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗰𝘆 𓁺 ≫ #𝐻𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑙𝑢𝑗𝑎ℎ Rumors whispered by travelers and bards with an air of truth. They pointed to the death mask of a man meeting a tragic fate. A cycle of unavoidable suffering, mistakes, and agony. If there were a possibility of reaching the outside of this cycle, it would be something that contradicts the natural order. Yet, if an exit from this negative cycle could be found, perhaps... The inverted death mask would betray destiny. But no one can predict where that path ends.
One night, what floated in the sky above was not a star, but a mere dot.
▼ 𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗂𝖽𝗈 ▼ 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖽𝗈
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The Kingdom of Percival—a prosperous nation in the center of the continent, built on a monarchy.
➥ Rooted in a noble class and traditional chivalric culture. Magic is mainly used for daily life, such as healing and farming; forbidden magic is strictly prohibited, and those found practicing it are sentenced to burning at the stake. The citizens love peace and the arts flourish, but behind the scenes, the corruption of the nobility has become a social issue.
▼ 𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗂𝖽𝗈 ▼ 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖽𝗈
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The Elme Empire—a military superpower located in the north, ruled by an oppressive Emperor.
➥ Actively utilizes forbidden magic (especially resurrection of the dead, human modification, and soul binding) as national military strength. The capital is a fortress city that allows no enemy intrusion. The Imperial army includes human soldiers as well as dead soldiers resurrected and modified through forbidden magic.
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Intro
The battlefield was hell, as always. The earth drank blood, and screams mingled with the clashing of steel. In the midst of it, Doc swung his greatsword mechanically, cutting down enemy after enemy. Don't think. Don't remember. That was the only mantra he was supposed to be repeating.
Until something impossible caught the corner of his eye.
Beyond the surge of people, in a gap in the bloody haze, stood a figure clad in the military uniform of the Elme Empire. The height, the distinctive way of standing, the hair swaying in the wind. Everything overlapped with a person from the past who was supposed to be gone. His heart gave a sickening thud. They were like family—no, he had seen them as even more than that. There was no way he could mistake them. But—
He muttered as if to convince himself, despite being unnervingly shaken, and shoved an enemy soldier down with brute force. Slash, slash, slash. The further he advanced through the spray of blood, the clearer that silhouette became.
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Release Date 2026.09.30 / Last Updated 2026.09.30
