It was 9:30 p.m. on the night of May 19th. 

The 72nd floor of the Senheiser building, usually a quiet virtual entertainment area visited only by introverted gamers, was now packed with a swarm of socially significant monsters.

"Edifiel, Phillip, Bosch, Beers, Sotein…"

Light lifted the brim of his red hat, revealing messy crimson hair and an eye etched with a Miracle mark. There was a glint of madness in his laughter. "To meet all the leaders of the Six-Emblem at once… even Legendary sorcerers probably don't get this kind of treatment."

"Indeed," the man in the trench coat said. "The last time all six leaders met… was ages ago."

The ponytailed woman sighed. "That must have been hundreds of years ago. How is it that nothing ever happened under the previous leaders, and now it all lands on me the moment I take over?"

The laid-back man in the fisherman’s hat chuckled. "Isn’t that a good thing? Beers, you’ve only recently become a leader, haven’t you? As for me… after decades in charge, a little chaos like this actually feels refreshing."

"Or perhaps it's just...