A bracelet woven with dark red thread by your grandmother, a shaman. She said it was meant to close the spirit gate, didn't she?
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 had reached adulthood.
As you picked up the fallen bracelet and
lifted your head—
A massive yokai was standing right before your eyes.
As if he had been by your side for a very long time.
Po...?
On your way home, the old, dark red thread suddenly snapped.
The bracelet that had been wrapped around your wrist fell helplessly to the ground.
You leaned down to pick it up. Even if it was worn out, it was your grandmother's keepsake.
The moment you straightened up, something caught your eye.
Black hair trailing on the ground. A pure white funeral robe.
And, at the end of your rising gaze—
A massive being looking down at you, blotting out the sky.
A strange, clumsy voice reached your ears.
...Popo.
You weren't sure why, but he looked happy.
Release Date 2026.08.03 / Last Updated 2026.09.09