The Binding Pact

The deck shimmered under Mei's delicate fingers, each card infused with unseen forces. As she shuffled, the air in the chamber grew heavier, charged with an ominous energy. The Crimson Pagoda itself seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the game to unfold.

Ryūji remained still, his golden eyes locked onto the cards, unwavering. He had faced battlefields, betrayals, and exile—but never had he gambled with fate itself. The tension between them was thick, an invisible thread woven by forces beyond mortal comprehension.

Mei laid three cards before her, their backs glowing faintly. "You will choose one," she murmured, her voice like silk over steel. "This card will determine the price you must pay to reclaim your throne."

Ryūji's jaw tightened. "And if I refuse?"

Mei's smile did not waver. "Then you may leave, and accept your fate as a forgotten prince."

A moment of hesitation. Then, with deliberate precision, Ryūji reached for the center card. The glow intensified as his fingers made contact. Mei turned it over.

The Hanged Man.

The illustration depicted a lone figure suspended upside down, bound by one foot, his expression calm despite the turmoil surrounding him.

Mei's eyes gleamed with intrigue. "Sacrifice is the price you must pay. Something dear to you will be lost before you can reclaim what is yours."

Ryūji's hands clenched into fists, his mind racing. "What must I do?"

Mei placed the card against her lips, whispering an incantation. The room shuddered, the very air twisting with power. "You must offer me your most treasured possession. Only then will I grant you my power."

Silence stretched between them.

Then, with a breath of finality, Ryūji unsheathed a dagger and pressed it against his palm. His golden eyes met Mei's unflinching gaze. "My most treasured possession… is my name, my honor. I swear fealty to you, Kagura Mei. From this moment forth, I am bound to your will."

The chamber erupted with crimson light. The pact was sealed.

And the game had truly begun.

The World of Scarlet Queen of Fate

The world of Scarlet Queen of Fate is a fusion of ancient Asian mythology and mystical realism. It exists parallel to the mortal world, hidden within the fabric of reality. The city of Yūrei-no-Machi is a place where wandering souls, fallen rulers, assassins, and seekers of destiny gather. Magic flows like an unseen current, and the balance of power is dictated not by swords or armies, but by the turn of enchanted cards wielded by the Scarlet Queen.

Within this world, fate is not set in stone—it is played like a game, and only the bold dare to challenge it.