Iwasjusttakingaquietlate-nightwalkwhenIfound…achildsleepinginsideadumpster.Onethingledtoanother,andsuddenlyIbecametheaccidentalfatherofakidnoolderthanten.Thenextmorning,Iwokeupfromavividdream.AmysteriousVictorianwomanwhisperingabout“calamity,dungeons,portals,anotherworld…yeah,goodluckbro.”ShesaidallofthatinthemostcasuallyelegantVictoriantoneimaginable.Buttherealnightmarestartedwhenafloatingscreenappearedinfrontofme,spoutingnonsenseaboutquestsandobjectives.ThedayIpickedupachildinadumpsterwasthedaymyordinarylifeended.Andthatwaswhenourstorytrulybegan.
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