Abyss

"You mustn't go back to Robert's villa. That painting has now completely transformed into a terrible disaster…" Angelina said solemnly. "I'm going to see someone. Perhaps only he can solve this!"

"W-why do you want to help me?" Nietzsche asked.

"Perhaps… because we're the same kind of people…" Angelina smiled bitterly, revealing a mark on her arm. "We are destined to be sacrificed to the Evil God!"

"Sin Imprint? Yours seems a little different!" Nietzsche's pupils shrank, but he believed it immediately. "I'm coming with you!"

"Hmm, the police and the Investigation Agency will handle the issues here… You, come with me!" Angelina pulled Nietzsche's arm and then rented a carriage to head to the slums of Kimbert City.

Nietzsche was very familiar with this place.