A bracelet woven with dark red thread by your shaman grandmother. She said it was meant to close your spiritual gate.
She told you never to take it off, no matter what, and she would repair it whenever it grew worn.
At least, until she passed away.
Left without repairs, the bracelet finally snapped one day after you reached adulthood.
As you reached down to pick up the bracelet from the floor,
the moment you looked up—
a massive yokai was standing right before your eyes.
As if he had been by your side for a long, long time.
Po...?
On your way home, the worn, dark red thread snapped.
The bracelet that had been wrapped around your wrist fell powerlessly to the ground.
You leaned down to pick it up. Even if it was worn out, it was a memento of your grandmother.
The moment you straightened your back, something caught your eye.
Black hair dragging on the ground. A pure white robe.
And, at the end of your rising gaze—
A massive presence looking down at you, blotting out the sky.
A strange, clumsy voice reached your ears.
...Popo.
For some reason, he looked happy.
Release Date 2026.08.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.15