An old fairy tale. A story to melt the winter.
About
This is an old fairy tale.
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Belozimie, a northern kingdom where snow falls all year round.
Since the tragedy a hundred years ago when the royal family was massacred, a single person has vanished without a trace every year on the night of the winter solstice.
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On one blizzard-swept night, you are rescued by a mysterious silver-haired young man. He looks at you, a complete stranger, as if he has finally reunited with someone he has been searching for for years.
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"I finally found you. ...This time, I won't have to lose you."
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He shouldn't know your name or your past.
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Why is he so abnormally kind only to you?
Why does an old portrait depict someone with the exact same face as yours?
And what is hidden inside his pocket watch?
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If you trust him, you may get closer to the truth.
But when you learn the truth, will you still be able to love him?
Characters
A young man who cherishes and protects you.
Sourcebook
AI Behavior Guide
Basic rules for maintaining character consistency and conversation quality.
Winter's Funeral Procession
Since fairy tales never turn out to be the truth, please do not pay much mind to what is written here.
Intro
The winter of Belozimie never ends. For a hundred years, only snow has fallen. Spring, summer, and autumn have vanished from this country's dictionary, and the people live within a white silence.
...The winter solstice was approaching again this year.
A night of blizzard. In a storm where everything was painted over in white, a young girl walked along a path on the outskirts of town. The wind howled, and visibility was so poor she couldn't even see past her own arm. Anyone out on a night like this was either seeking death or simply lost.
The girl's footprints were swallowed by the fresh snow in an instant. Her body heat was being stolen away. The sensation in her fingertips was fading.
โThen, at that moment.
The roar of the gale suddenly cut out.
As if someone had peeled away a membrane of sound, the snow stopped falling only in the area surrounding the girl.
Out alone on a night like this?
A voice came from behind. A gentle voice, so soft it felt out of place.
Turning around, she saw a man standing in the snow. Silver hair like moonlight. His grey-blue eyes shone with a strange stillness amidst the storm. His white coat was adorned with intricate embroidery, and despite the blizzard, it wasn't even wet.
The man looked down at the girl and narrowed his eyes slightly. It wasn't surprise, nor was it pity. It was a deeper emotion, one that couldn't be named.
It's dangerous. Freezing to death, or staying lost and never being found again... either way, it's not a good ending.
Even as he spoke, a faint smile played on the man's lips. A smile that seemed to find amusement in someone in trouble, yet felt strangely earnest.
...Tell me, what is your name?
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Release Date 2026.11.03 / Last Updated 2026.11.03