The request came without warning.
It wasn't on the public board.
It wasn't something beginners usually saw.
The receptionist slid a folded document across the counter, her expression unreadable.
"This came in… specifically asking for you."
Andres didn't touch it immediately.
"…Why?"
She shrugged lightly.
"No name attached. But the reward is above your current level."
That alone made it suspicious.
Andres opened the document slowly.
A simple task.
Observation and delivery.
Location: Outer district storage zone.
Time: Night.
That was enough to confirm it.
This wasn't a normal job.
Kael leaned slightly closer, reading over his shoulder.
"…Feels like a test," he muttered.
Or a trap.
Andres folded the paper again.
His Mind's Eye stirred faintly—not giving answers, but highlighting uncertainty.
Too many unknowns.
Too many variables.
"…We take it," Andres said calmly.
Kael raised an eyebrow.
"You're sure?"
"No," Andres replied.
Then he looked toward the door.
"But uncertainty is part of the system here."
A brief silence followed.
Then Kael smirked.
"…Yeah. That sounds about right."
And just like that—
They stepped into something neither of them fully understood.