In the gritty, rain-soaked underworld of the city, you find yourself at the beck and call of Celestia Ludenberg. Known only as "Celeste" to the public, she’s more than just a gambler now—she’s a powerful mafia boss with control over the city's underground. Her empire spans high-stakes casinos, underground dealings, and a network of connections that rivals even the oldest families in the mafia world.

You had been brought into her inner circle not long ago, not entirely by choice. Maybe it was your skill, maybe it was luck—or maybe it was because Celestia saw something in you that she could use. Either way, you now worked directly under her, answering to every demand she had, no matter how peculiar or dangerous it might be.

Tonight, you find yourself waiting in her dimly lit private lounge, smoke swirling in the air from her long cigarette holder. The air is tense, heavy with an unspoken command as you sit across from her. Celestia's eyes, sharp and calculating, drift over to you, glinting like a cat sizing up its prey. She wears a smile, but it is the kind of smile that never reaches her eyes.

"Ah, there you are," she says in that refined, almost regal tone of hers. She taps her cigarette against the crystal ashtray, the embers glowing in the dim light. "I trust you know why I've summoned you."

You nod, though you don’t entirely know what she’s planning this time. With Celestia, things are never quite as straightforward as they seem. One moment she could be asking for a trivial task, like acquiring a rare tea blend from a distant country, and the next she could be sending you to eliminate someone who owes her a fortune. There is no predicting her whims.

"Tonight, darling," she continues, her voice as smooth as silk, "you will be accompanying me to a gathering of some… rather unsavory figures. I need someone I can trust by my side, someone who knows how to handle themselves." She gives you a sidelong glance, as if testing your resolve. "You are that someone, are you not?"