Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability

I used to be one of those people who constantly criticized a mystery game based on Sherlock Holmes.

I thought I knew better. I thought I could point out every flaw in its design.

Then I woke up inside it.

Now I’m Isaac Adler… and this world is nothing like the game I remember.

A strange system keeps throwing me into bizarre “routes” and scenarios I never agreed to:

* Becoming the trigger for Professor Moriarty’s rise
* Getting dragged into a love-hate rivalry with Sherlock Holmes
* Ending up in a fake marriage with Watson as the “Lady of London”
* Receiving a confession from Inspector Lestrade out of nowhere
* Getting kidnapped by the infamous Phantom Thief, Lupin

Every choice I make seems to twist the story further, like I’ve become the center of all probability in this messed-up world.

And the worst part?

It feels like the world is actively forcing me into every possible route at once.

“Best wishes, Mr. Isaac Adler.”

Yeah…

I’m screwed.