Let time turn back a little.
Star-Moon City.
The surface city.
On a certain street.
Inside a perfectly ordinary general store.
Something incredible happened without drawing the slightest attention.
"Mr. Kade, could you ring these up?"
"Sure, let me see."
A mechanical arm descended from the ceiling and rummaged through the shopping basket.
"A No. 9557 microsignal processor, secondhand;"
"Five alloy bolts;"
"A brainwave sensor. Tsk, this model was phased out ages ago. It sometimes causes seizures, so I'll give you a discount;"
"And a-duck? A live one? Ah, are you sure you want this duck?"
As he asked, the old man behind the counter poked his head out and glanced at the duck.
A duck.
Where had a duck come from?
The girl's composed voice rang out:
"I heard ducks are good food-people ate these creatures in ancient times, so I wanted to buy one and try it."
"Please ring it up, Mr. Kade."
The old man immediately set aside his doubts.
It didn't matter whose twisted whim had led them to genetically engineer a duck.
Nor did it matter who had left it here.
In any case-
"Hmm... you originally owed three alloy chips, but this duck-fine, I'll give you a discount on the duck too. Just give me four chips."
The old man spoke.
"Deal," the girl said.
As her words fell.
A line of small text suddenly appeared above the duck's head:
"Sold off, quack!"
Of course.
The line vanished the instant it appeared.
Neither the shopkeeper nor the girl noticed this extremely important event at all.
The duck itself, however, raised its head with interest, looking at the lines of small text appearing in the void:
``` "Sacred trait."
"Description: God has concealed your whereabouts, and you have followed his guidance here to