I immediately grabbed my phone and typed ‘Crown Maker’ into the search bar.
“……What the?”
My fingers froze for a second.
There was no site, no reviews, not a single trace left.
The empty screen stared blankly right back at me.
My head went blank, and I wanted to scream, but I desperately held it back for fear that Lucian outside would react.
Just in case, I opened the search bar again and typed.
[Crown Maker]
My fingers tapped the keyboard out of habit, but there was only a single result.
[No matching search results found.]
With a chilling premonition, I opened the strategy site I had bookmarked.
However, the screen only displayed a cold gray background alongside an error message reading: 404 Not Found.
It wasn’t that the traces were deleted or the server was shut down.
It was as if a page like that had never existed in the first place.
Driven by anxiety, I scoured the community forums, but not a single post about Crown Maker remained anywhere.
Game reviews, strategy guides, play logs, bug reports—every single trace had vanished entirely.
As if…….
As if this game had never existed in the first place.
“Ins-, sane…….”
I managed to steady my swaying body and gripped the edge of the sink.
At that moment, a memory flashed through my mind.
The email I had sent to the developers right before the game service ended.
Just in case, I hurriedly opened my inbox.
Fortunately, the email I had sent remained completely intact.
[[Received: Crown Maker] Hello. I’m a user currently playing Lucian’s route. I’m writing to inquire because I have a question while playing through Lucian. Sometimes the character acts in a free-play mode even when I don’t click any choices, but no record of what he did remains, so I wanted to ask. Also, I think I’ll be reaching the ending soon, but I’d like to know if the game termination time is midnight.]
[[Sent: Crown Maker] Hello, Player Yoon Seohyun. Thank you for your inquiry. Please understand that the Lucian character has a high degree of freedom, so action logs are not displayed. Also, the termination time is March 7th at 9:00 AM. And soon, □ will □ □□ is □□ be□ing. [□□□□□] Plea□e be caref□l!]
I clutched my phone tightly.
……What is this?
The letters were garbled.
And of all things, the important parts were messed up.
There was nothing wrong with the email I had sent, which meant the sent email itself was clearly corrupted. ……I got a bad, ominous feeling.
I hurriedly started typing.
[[Received: Crown Maker] I’m the user who made an inquiry last time. I know this sounds ridiculous, but the characters from your game have crossed over into reality. If you know anything about this, please reply.]
When I pressed send, a message popped up saying the transmission was complete.
I had no idea when I would get a reply, but it was better than not knowing anything at all.
I let out a deep sigh and put my phone down.
Then, I cautiously opened the bathroom door.
……At that moment, a fully unbuttoned, massively muscular chest greeted me.
“…….”
Fucking hell, pink.
I reflexively winced and narrowed my eyes.
But closing my eyes was useless.
My brain had already been branded with those chiseled, perfectly sculpted muscles.
Steading my breath, I finally lifted my chin to look at the disaster standing right in front of me.
Lucian Bellos.
His shirt was blown wide open without a single button left.
Hard muscles were starkly revealed beneath his smooth, well-defined collarbones.
Perfectly sculpted lines, a solid, trim body.
It was a physique you’d believe God Himself had molded using a statue as a reference.
I pressed a forehead with one hand and muttered quietly.
“……Since I don’t have morning classes tomorrow, let’s go buy some clothes first.”
It was so awe-inspiring that honorifics slipped out on their own.
Then, Lucian answered with a warm, satisfied smile.
“I am truly a happy servant.”
……Yeah, well, I’m not.
Seeing his bright smile, I realized it deeply.
There was no way tomorrow’s shopping trip was going to end with just that.
“Master, how about a custom-tailored suit?”
Lucian said, casually re-buttoning his shirt himself.
Though a few of them had already fallen in action, he remained completely unbothered.
“……Just buy something ready-made and wear it.”
I turned my gaze away from him and said it firmly.
“But clothes picked out by you, Master, would hold a much deeper meaning.”
……Why are you expecting that kind of thing from me?
“Checking out some luxury brands at the department store sounds like a good idea, too.”
“…….”
I just shut my mouth. And then, a sudden realization hit me.
‘How does he know what a department store is? Come to think of it, you used a phone too, didn’t you?’
I had been planning to just grab some cheap clothes at a local market and throw them at him, but I’d been caught right in the act.
No, more than that, why the hell does a game character even know what a department store is?
“And what kind of suit is anyone wearing in this weather?”
Just looking at it made me feel suffocated.
To that, Lucian answered with a completely serious face.
“Well. I’ve never worn anything besides this clothes before, so…… other outfits feel unfamiliar.”
Fucking hell. My conscience pricked me.
“Then you were wearing just that the entire year?”
“Because you didn’t change them for me, Master.”
……I just didn’t use the costume feature, that’s all.
“……It’s not like I did it on purpose.”
“It’s fine.”
Lucian said with a peaceful smile.
“The fact that you cared enough to think about me is what matters.”
……I guess that tonkatsu was this guy’s bribe.
In the end, biting the bullet, I opened my mouth.
“Let’s go. Fine.”
“What time should we head out tomorrow morning?”
I wanted to pretend to be sleepy and just go back to bed, but looking at Lucian already planning out the schedule, this was a future I absolutely could not escape.
……Will I be safe tomorrow?
