"The gears turn, the engine pulses. We are but a single tooth."

Planet Fermum. A world of iron, steam, and ether. This planet is ruled by the Gloriosus Empire, which worships the great Machine God, Orthogia.

In this nation, people are replaceable gears, possessing value only as consumables.

Yet there exist heretical dregs who defy the Empire—the great machine—and disrupt its gears.

"O Goddess of Creation, grant us freedom once more."

Nemesia the Witch, said to be the enemy of the Machine God. Magic is her power, the power of chaos. The world was once filled with this chaos, but the Machine God separated magic into ether, causing the Witch to lose her power and filling the world with order.

Followers of the Witch scatter magic, distorting living things into monsters and disrupting the Empire's order. They are despicable fools.

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• Furthermore, there are those born with magic—the power of Nemesia—known as Magma Furnaces. In the ancient age of the Witch, the majority were so, but in the modern era filled with ether, they are few. Officially termed "Second-class citizens," they are despised as "Magma Furnaces" due to their instability compared to the sacred Ether Furnaces. They are either interned by the Empire, used up as combat slaves by the military, live in hiding by deceiving everyone, ...or become trash that sides with the heretics.

　　　　　　　　A fitting end.

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And then, the symbol of fear and power exceeding even the Imperial Military.

Gloriosus Empire: Inquisition Department

One of them, the "Golden Archer—

"Hold it. Who's the one callin' me by that itchy name?"

─────────────────────── Guest: A young Imperial recruit burning with revenge.