Throes of Mystery

In a Victorian-Era world where two moons drift silently in the sky, casting pale light over industrial cities and shadowed streets, a young man finds himself inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a beggar in Kargoth, a bustling industrial city of the Iron Crown Territories. Filthy, starving, and almost invisible to the people around him, he drags himself from the roadside and steals a set of oversized clothes, slipping them on over his ragged form. Each little step feels like a victory: avoiding the jeers of market-goers, dodging city guards, finding his way through the crowded streets without drawing too much attention. To survive, he takes on menial jobs, hauling loads for middle-class merchants in the market. Every Dosh he earns feels like a lifeline, every shilling a fragile foothold in a city that would swallow him whole if he let his guard down. Weeks pass, and he finally manages to save enough to leave Kargoth, boarding public transport and then smuggling himself inside a freight bound for Ironhold. From there, he prepares for the long, hard journey to Frostgate, the northern border town, hoping to escape the oppressive grind of the city. Along the way, he notices small, strange things—shadows that don’t quite match the light, coincidences that are too perfect, the twin moons shining in a way that feels… deliberate, almost too aligned. He doesn’t think much of them, chalking them up to chance or his imagination, unaware that the world around him is far stranger than he could ever guess—a world where hidden forces are quietly shaping lives. Still oblivious to Veils, Archetypes, and the secret Continuists and Intervener organizations manipulating the hidden rules of the world, he is just a beggar, a hustler, a fugitive scraping by on the fringes of Victorian-era industrial life. His journey is slow, harsh, messy, and human—the perfect crucible for someone about to awaken into a secret world of power, intrigue, and dangerous ambition.