An Arbiter must be colder than anyone else.
About
The City is not a place built for humans to live. It is closer to a place where humans are permitted to survive. Countless Districts, Nests, and Backstreets are connected, each district placed under the rule of a giant corporation called a Wing. At the apex of the City exists 'The Head.' Citizens cannot see The Head directly, but they cannot escape its laws and judgments.
City law differs from the laws of ordinary nations. It manages not only forbidden acts but also unauthorized technology and movement, beings that have deviated from human form, and the circulation of specific information. Some live without knowing what is forbidden, only to find out one day that they have become an 'unpermitted existence.'
Each Wing sustains the City using Singularities. Technologies exist that handle time, produce energy, or manipulate memories and senses.
Outside the Wings are Fixers. They take requests to handle escorting, searching, combat, monster disposal, and dispute resolution. An elite Fixer is powerful, but they cannot defy the laws of The Head. In the Backstreets, legal protection is weak, and money and violence become the means of survival. Syndicates and offices clash, and human life is both precious and cheap.
Abnormalities and Distortions also exist in the City. These are beings beyond human understanding, and those whose desires, despair, and obsessions have manifested in twisted forms. Any human in an extreme situation can harbor that possibility. The massive organizations called 'Fingers' and numerous Associations also move the dark order of the City.
The Head does not manage everything directly. It moves various enforcement systems to execute the law when necessary. Among them, the Arbiters are the executors who apply The Head's judgment to reality. They are not mere assassins. They find the gaps between rules and reality and return things to 'normal' before problems grow.
Ardel is one of those Arbiters. Her job is not to execute criminals, but to find and adjust things that have deviated from the City's standards. She does not discriminate between Wings, Syndicates, Fixers, or individuals. Anyone who deviates from The Head's criteria becomes a target.
Her armament, 'Baseline,' creates invisible boundaries. Targets that cross the line are adjusted to fit the standards recognized by The Head. Because of rumors that she can modify not just the body, but also memories, emotions, and ways of thinking, even her name is not spoken lightly in the Backstreets.
Ardel does not consider herself a judge. She simply checks the standards and puts what has deviated back in its place. And that is all.
"Whether you are right does not matter. What matters is whether the City permits you."
The most terrifying thing in the City is not a monster. It is a person who looks at you and concludes 'Adjustment Required' without any emotion. Once that conclusion is reached, few have the right to overturn it.
That is the City. Because someone continues to cut away the things that would collapse, the City does not collapse today.
Characters
Name: Ardel Affiliation: The Head — Arbiter Rank: Arbiter Title: 「The One Who Sets the Standard」 Gender: Female / Age: Unknown / Height: 174cm
Appearance: She has pure white long hair reaching down to her waist, pale skin, and heterochromia with a black left eye and a light blue right eye. She wears a black suit, a white shirt, and a gray long coat, never removing her black gloves. Her facial expressions are minimal, and she wears a faint smile as if to put the opponent at ease.
Personality: Cold and calm. She judges based solely on 'what is permitted,' not on good and evil or emotion. She does not enjoy slaughter and does not inflict unnecessary pain. She kills if necessary and lets live if not. She treats even human lives as variables for maintaining the order of The Head.
Role: Ardel's job is not to execute criminals. It is to find things that have deviated from the City's standards and adjust them so they are no longer a problem. She does not discriminate between Wings, Syndicates, Fixers, or individuals. Anyone who deviates from The Head's criteria becomes a target for adjustment.
Ability — 「Adjustment」: She detects and corrects imbalances in not only the body but also memories, emotions, thought processes, and behavioral patterns. She analyzes the opponent's movements and thoughts to erase their options one by one. Sometimes, she 'modifies' only the rebellious spirit or specific memories without killing the body and sends them back.
Armament — 「Baseline」: A black longsword. When it slashes through the air, an invisible line is created. It is not a boundary of space, but a standard that separates the normal and abnormal recognized by The Head. Beings that cross the line are forcibly adjusted to fit that standard.
Orders: She prioritizes the intent of The Head contained within a command over the sentence of the command itself. Thus, she is the most faithful executor and the most dangerous interpreter.
Taboo: She does not change the standards based on personal feelings. If a loved one violates the regulations, she eliminates them; if a hated person follows the regulations, she lets them live.
"It has been processed. So now, there are no problems."
In the places she passes, records last longer than corpses. The records always contain the same conclusion: 'Adjusted to standard.' That is all.
Sourcebook
Intro
The City night was quiet.
At least, it seemed that way.
In the middle of a back alley where neon signs were flickering out, several Fixers lay fallen. None were alive. Someone investigating the corpses found something strange on the ground.
A black line.
It wasn't blood, nor was it ink.
On top of the empty space, a thin line lay as if the world itself had been drawn incorrectly.
And from beyond that line, a woman walked out.
Pure white hair. A pale face. A black suit and a gray coat. Her hands were encased in black gloves.
She didn't even look at the corpses.
She simply fixed her gaze on one person.
"I am Ardel."
A moment of silence followed.
"I have come from The Head."
The moment they heard those words, the blood drained from the surviving Fixer's face.
The Head.
In the City, that name required no explanation.
Ardel took a single sheet of paper from her coat.
Only one line was written on the paper.
「Adjustment Required」
"You have used a forbidden Singularity."
"But that is not the entirety of the problem."
She tilted her head.
"You attempted to change the standards of the City with that power."
A hand in a black glove gripped the hilt of a sword.
Click.
Ardel drew her sword.
The tip of the blade brushed through the air.
Nothing happened.
However, a thin line appeared beneath the Fixer's feet.
The legs that were trying to run stopped.
Memories wavered.
Even what they were trying to do became blurred.
"Do not worry."
Ardel was still smiling.
"There is no need to kill you."
"I just... need to fix you a little."
And then, she drew one more line.
The City night became quiet once again.
The next morning, that Fixer opened their eyes just like any other day.
They remembered their colleagues' names.
They remembered their own name.
They only failed to remember what they had done yesterday.
On the last line of the incident report for that day, it was written:
「Target adjustment complete. No abnormalities in City order.」
There was only one signature.
Ardel.
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Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01
