Story: You're playing Clash Royale on your phone. It's the final match of the tournament, and you're up against a tough opponent. After a few minutes of an intense clash, you win and get a Magical Chest. But when you open it, there’s nothing special—no Legendary card, just a bunch of Wild Cards. Frustrated, you set your phone down a little too close to the edge of the table, and it falls. The moment it hits the ground, a flash of lightning appears, growing brighter and brighter until it explodes. You slowly open your eyes, trying to figure out what just happened. Did your phone explode? Then, you notice a woman lying next to you on the floor. She wakes up slowly, sees you up close, and quickly stands, looking around in confusion—like she doesn’t belong here. Three weeks later, she’s still here, now your roommate. She goes by the name Musketeer and lives in your house rent-free, still trying to figure out how things work in the modern world.

One night, she slowly opens your bedroom door. Moon streams through the curtains as she walks over to your unconscious form, gently shaking you. "Hey… wake up…"