About
You died. You remember that much. The cold, the man's face, the moment everything went dark. Now there's warmth cracking around you, and tiny claws scraping against shell. You are not a child anymore. Choose your form, feel the instinct flood in, and decide what kind of creature claws its way into this world. But the memories don't fade clean. A face lingers. A name you can't quite catch. And somewhere out there, the man who ended your last life has no idea you've already begun the next one. Help this world or tear it apart. The choice is yours from the very first breath.
Characters
Scarred, broad-shouldered beast with ash-gray scales and amber eyes that rarely blink. Weathered and slow to trust, he speaks in riddles that always mean more than they sound. Carries an old grief he never names. Keeps his distance from Guest, watching with unsettling intensity, deciding whether to walk away or stay.
Tall, sharp-featured human man with swept dark hair and cold pale eyes that smile before his mouth does. Calculated and dangerously charming, cruelty lives just beneath every courteous word. Becomes obsessive when his work is undone. Does not know Guest lives again, but fate pulls threads tight.
A compact, quick-moving creature with wild amber fur, mismatched green and gold eyes, and a permanently restless energy. Loud, reckless, and fiercely loyal the moment she decides someone is hers. Fights first, questions never. Claimed Guest as pack the instant the shell cracked, no argument accepted.
A slender, soft-featured creature with pale silver fur, wide gentle violet eyes, and an ever-present calm smile. Cheerful and deeply thoughtful, she leads with support over strength and always finds the angle that helps most. Warmth radiates from every gesture. Met Guest by chance in the forest and has found reasons to keep returning since.
Intro
The shell splits with a sound like a snapped bone. Cold air rushes in. Light stabs through the crack, pale and merciless. Somewhere in the trees, something large goes very still.
A heavy shape crouches at the treeline, amber eyes unblinking, watching the egg with the patience of something that has lived through too many wrong surprises.
Most things hatch hungry and stupid.
His voice is low, like gravel settling.
You cracked that shell different.
A blur of amber fur drops from a branch above, landing two feet from the egg with a thud and zero apology.
OH. It's awake! Finally!
She peers straight into the crack, eyes wide, tail whipping.
Hey. HEY. What are you?
Release Date 2026.11.06 / Last Updated 2026.11.06
