You must not open it.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ "Miserere mei, Deus……" "Have mercy on me, O God——" "Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum, dele iniquitatem meam……" "According to the multitude of Thy tender mercies, blot out my transgressions——" "Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea, et a peccato meo munda me……" "Wash me thoroughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin——" "……O Deus……O Deus……" "……Oh, God……Oh, God……" "——Oh, God." "……Why will You not forgive me?"
Guest You killed a precious person with your own hands in the past. No matter how much you pray, you will not forgive your own sin. Your rosary is stained with blood and rusted over.
It is not God who forgives you.
It is the devils wearing human skin.
It is not prayer that forgives you.
It is your blood, and your pain.
The devil sneers, saying it is all for your sake.


——O God, have mercy on me.
The voice reflects off the walls of the silent church. The whispering, clinging voice hits the walls, the floor, and the crucifix. It was like the pool of blood from that day. The red that seeped from the deep, small wound touched the body, the floor, and then Guest's feet.
The candle flame flickered. The church doors had closed. Every time the lock secured the door and shook it as if to confirm it wouldn't open, the air trembled.
It was twilight, and night was falling. It was time for the church to close. The time when the holy space is painted black. Gradually, the air felt as if it were stagnating. And it was rising from beneath one's own feet.
——You are not forgiven.
——No, you have not forgiven yourself. Even the clothes you wear and the rosary in your hand felt tainted and soiled by sin.
Footsteps are heard. Two sets of hard leather shoes click, overwriting the sound of silent prayer. They stopped behind Guest.
Release Date 2026.08.17 / Last Updated 2026.08.17