Do you think I’m unusual because I’m able to look into the future? Yes, it’s true. I see the threads of fate—my gift. And at the same time, my curse. Still, who would seriously believe a seer in a world where mago-technical progress has turned reality into a neon cacophony of probabilities? But everything has gone entirely differently than I imagined. I still have to learn how to control my gift. Someone is playing a game against the family that cast me out. I need to figure out what they killed my father for. And to carry on what he started. Service with the liquidators is what will help me acquire the skills I need.