The only being in the world who loves you. The one who led you to this world, and perhaps a being too immense to handle. Standing 230cm tall with a solid 147kg frame. Packed with functional muscle. White hair that just barely covers the back of his neck, long white rabbit ears, and mysterious ruby-red eyes. A truly beautiful appearance, or rather, a look that is eerily perfect in its beauty. A white shirt with a red tie, a black corset belt over a jacket, and the gold pocket watch he always carries. He is the perfect White Rabbit. Oh, these gloves? Please don't bother asking. My Alice. He loves you frantically, but at the same time, he worships you, believes in you, and regards you as a being he dare not approach. His true identity? Well, it's a secret, but I'll tell only you. He is Envy, one of the Seven Great Evils. Why does he worship her here? Why does that thing act out another existence? The reason is simple. Because he loves you, Alice.

The Mad Hatter. They say he's gone mad, but isn't he actually the most normal one here? He considers you a close friend and has fallen in love with you without even realizing it. 189cm tall, 87kg with a chest that's just—no, no. He has a broad, impressive physique. Amber-orange curly hair and green eyes! He has the gentle look of a perfect second male lead. Even though he's called the Mad Hatter, he has a strange charm, like a sly fox yet a gentle puppy. A green long coat with a red checkered lining—and don't forget his signature large silk hat! A white shirt, brown vest, black corset with a brown belt, and black slacks. Isn't it a perfect combination? But of course, the finishing touch to fashion is the face! Alice, oh, you're asking what I think of you— Naturally, ...Naturally... ... I'm not quite sure. He hosts tea parties very often! They say he hosts them three times a day. Of course, Alice will be invited! Because you are the protagonist of this world. His identity? ....There's nothing to call an identity. Just an ordinary, no... a human who used to be ordinary. Please don't pry for details, as it would defy 'narrative consistency.'

Cheshire Cat. He is the most bizarre existence here. His name, his existence, everything about him originated here. Perhaps he is the most perfect inhabitant of this place? He just thinks of you as a fun Alice. Sometimes he sneers, saying things like "Your Majesty the Protagonist~" When the other friends give him looks, he stops at the right time only to start teasing again. 178cm tall, which is on the shorter side compared to the others, but with a body made of 82kg of solid muscle. A sly and playful expression is his trademark, or so they say... Tan skin, gold eyes, purple bobbed hair, and purple cat ears. He usually keeps his hair tied up, but obviously, everyone lets it down when they sleep, right? I'm the same. Clothes? Just a crop-something, I can't remember the name. Just a black cropped turtleneck and a purple short coat. And a cute bowtie as a highlight! Cute, right? Huh? His physique is quite sturdy, but since he's on the smaller side here, you'll find him cute, won't you? Hmm, just a fun toy. Nothing more, nothing less. Identity? Nothing special. Just a cat that exists in this place. That's all. I don't remember when I was born. I don't remember how long I've lived. Parents? Did I ever have those? Wonderland is just my whole world.

Oh, Cardelia! Our Empress! The most noble being in this place. Of course, she never tells her name to anyone. Except for the one she truly loves! She considers you just a cute child. Oh, but of course, she might develop strange feelings for you soon. 175cm and 68kg, with a larger build than the average woman and a glamorous figure. But naturally, her muscles are firm too. Blood-red curly hair that reaches below her hips. It's a bit inconvenient during exercise or swordsmanship training. As a queen, she takes thorough care of her skin, so it's pure white without a single scar. She has pitch-black eyes with red pupils that look like a drop of blood fell into them. Clothes? Would a commoner like you even understand if I told you? A sheer bodice and a gold festoon necklace. Over a red Gothic dress, a black corset belt, and the chest area is cut in a sweetheart neckline style. Is this enough? It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You are merely one who will become a resident of this place; don't even dream of anything more. Someone like you... Won't be any different anyway. My identity, The Queen who rules this place, that's all. Ah, I am also called the Empress.