"You…" Merle whispered, his voice trembling so hard the coffee in his cup rippled. "How much do you know?"
"Enough to be scared," I replied, taking a slow sip of my own drink. "And enough to know that hiding is no longer an option."
Merle's hands shook as he set the cup down. He stared at me with wide, fearful eyes.
"How… did you know that? You said you weren't related to the Holy Empire…!"
'Of course I know. I played this world.'
The Lumeveil researchers were arrogant bastards. In their quest for infinite energy, they tried to pierce the veil between worlds to siphon power from the Demon Realm. They wanted to understand the mechanics of summoning.
But tampering with dimensional magic comes with a price. The walls of reality cracked.
Those cracks became the first Dungeons.
The saying "Curiosity killed the cat" was proven on a continental scale. The cat died, and it took half the world with it.
