The celestial blueprint

A glittering corporate tower rises above the free city of Messina, its walls plastered with dazzling slogans and the impossible inventions of the legendary Da Vincelleo. Inside, Bioid Electronic fills its halls with living‑looking statues, animated paintings, and other marvels that blur the line between art and science. The atmosphere hums with a mischievous energy, promising that even the most routine day could spiral into a fantastical rabbit‑warren of imagination.

Into this surreal sanctuary strides B. T. Revanche, a self‑styled VIP whose swagger and cigar‑smoke trail announce his presence before any greeting. He prowls past gold‑plated treasurers and a plastiskin woman who feigns affection, treating the wonders as props for his own ego. Yet the very marvels he dismisses hint at deeper currents, suggesting that the next step of his arrogant march may pull him into a game he cannot simply brush aside.