NAMELESS SIN

When Detective Neuvillette stepped into the inferno of that case, he had no idea that it was not merely an investigation—but a descent into realms from which no one returns the same.



He had been chosen by the Lord of Nightmares to witness horrors beyond mortal comprehension—where the great and the ancient gaze upon him from angles no human mind can perceive. Detective Neuvillette was neither human nor an elder being but something incomplete, fragmented—a fractured existence in a world that does not tolerate imperfection. The towering Victorian structures and Gothic palaces loomed with an eerie presence, their mere sight invoking dread. Even the air itself carried the suffocating weight of unseen eyes watching from every shadow.



Yet behind this overwhelming madness lurked something far worse—a deeper, more consuming insanity. The ruler of the Crimson Moon watched from above, ever vigilant, alongside the supreme demon Daemos. In every world, the bloodstained moon loomed overhead, for all worlds were bound by the unforgivable sin of Servenius Crown.



And in the unseen corners of reality, there was someone unknown to all—except those of the highest rank. He was known simply as the Writer.



And he had once said:



“All run out of ink… except me.”



But how can a detective solve a crime… when he himself is part of the curse?