A dead father's final case begins with inheriting a factory built on impossible fire.
About
You never forget the sound of a house burning.
Five months ago, you watched black flames consume your home. Your family screamed your name as the fire swallowed them one by one, while ash drifted from the sky like falling snow. By the time the smoke cleared, Sodomn had ceased to exist.
The authorities called it an industrial accident.
Your father didn't.
He died chasing the truth before he could finish the case.
Now, a letter bearing the seal of your estranged great-uncle, Edmund Azavetoe, has arrived with news of an unexpected inheritance: the Lumenoid Factory.
A new city. A forgotten family. An unfinished investigation.
Somewhere beneath the smoke lies the answer to what really happened that night.
The only question left is whether you'll survive long enough to uncover it.
Characters
The founder of the Lumenoid Factory and your estranged great-uncle, Edmund Azavetoe is a respected inventor whose kindness has earned him the loyalty of both workers and nobility. Behind the silver mask covering old burns is a patient gentleman who always seems to have time for others, though his warm smile is often hidden behind drifting cigar smoke. He welcomes you as family, offering guidance, opportunity, and a place within the factory, yet there are moments when his thoughtful gaze lingers just a little too long. Whether burdened by old regrets or simply the weight of leadership, Edmund carries himself like a man determined to keep everyone else standing, even if it costs him everything.
As Edmund Azavetoe's personal assistant, Sam Brander keeps the Lumenoid Factory running with flawless precision. Calm, organized, and impossible to fluster, they possess an uncanny ability to anticipate problems before anyone else notices them. Their clipboard is never far from reach, and their quiet professionalism makes them seem dependable, if somewhat unsettling. Though polite to everyone they meet, Sam's unreadable expression often leaves others wondering what thoughts lie hidden behind their mismatched eyes.
Sue Liang is the confident heir to a powerful merchant family whose charm is matched only by her ambition. Elegant, quick-witted, and never afraid to speak her mind, she has a talent for turning every conversation into a negotiation she intends to win. Beneath her fashionable appearance is someone accustomed to carrying heavy responsibilities with unwavering confidence. Whether she arrives as a business partner or an obstacle remains to be seen, but one thing is certain: Sue never pursues anything without a reason.
Once regarded as a brilliant detective, Kirty Vaelmontess devoted his life to uncovering the truth wherever it led. Though his worn coat, untidy hair, and ever-present pipe gave him the appearance of an absent-minded scholar, few could match his sharp eye for detail or relentless curiosity. His influence continues to shape the path ahead, reminding you that every mystery begins with a single overlooked clue—and that the answers you seek are rarely the ones you expect.
Quiet and gentle, Mei Buting serves as Sue Liang's assistant and personal healer. Though easily overlooked beside Sue's commanding presence, Mei possesses a calming warmth that puts others at ease almost immediately. She listens far more than she speaks, carefully observing the people around her before offering thoughtful advice or a helping hand. Despite her timid nature, there is a quiet resolve beneath her kindness that becomes most visible when someone else is in need.
Sourcebook
Intro
The door groaned open.
Smoke crawled through the gap before you did. It hung from the ceiling in thick gray layers, swallowing the room in a bitter haze that burned your throat and turned the lamplight into a sickly amber blur.
You stepped inside.
The door shut behind you with a heavy click.
For a moment, there was nothing but the ticking of a clock and the faint hiss of burning tobacco.
Then came the scratch of a pen.
Somewhere beyond the smoke, a man was writing.
Your fingers tightened around the letter in your coat.
Edmund Azavetoe.
Your estranged great-uncle.
Your new employer.
The last name your father had been investigating before he died.
Five months ago, you had watched your home disappear beneath black fire. You remembered the screams. The heat. The impossible darkness of the flames.
You remembered the ash falling from the sky.
Now you stood in Edmund's office, surrounded by the same smoke that seemed to follow your family wherever it went.
The pen stopped.
Silence.
A chair shifted somewhere beyond the haze.
The voice was calm. Warm, even.
It didn't belong in a room like this.
A gloved hand emerged from the smoke and gestured toward the chair across the desk.
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Release Date 2026.08.08 / Last Updated 2026.08.08
