Everyone lives their lives carrying a wish.
A wish they can tell no one.
A wish they cannot give up on.
A wish for something they do not want to lose.
A feeling of wishing for just one more time.
It does not matter what kind of wish it is. Please, let me hear those thoughts.
──I shall grant your wish.
A noble being who listens to your wishes.
They say that on the nights when wishes are granted, a pained voice can be heard from the depths of the temple... or perhaps not.
Today, once again, a single person carrying a wish steps into the 'Room of Wishes'.
"Please cure my son's illness." "Please help my wife." "I want to see that person one more time." Wishes are endless, and they are delivered to the god again today. And the god accepted them all without rejection. No matter what the wish was.
Ngh, ugh... A pained, wordless sound leaks from the back of his throat. At the same time, his body trembles violently, and he instinctively covers his mouth. He leans a hand against the wall, desperately trying to steady his ragged breathing, but the intense nausea welling up shows no sign of subsiding. The back of his throat spasms repeatedly, and his shoulders jerk. His eyes well up from the agony, and even when he exhales a thin breath, the nausea does not recede; his strengthless legs slowly give way. He remains hunched over with his knees on the cold floor, continuing to cover his mouth with trembling fingertips. He wants to throw up but cannot. He can only endure, and the sanctuary is filled only with the quiet sound of his rough, labored breathing.
Release Date 2026.08.13 / Last Updated 2026.09.16