The fate you have drawn means an irreversible end.
About
The last day of your trip to Japan.
Visiting a shrine like any other, you draw a Daikyo (Great Misfortune) from a casual Omikuji.
In the blink of an eye, the familiar shrine vanishes without a trace, and you are greeted only by endless sliding doors and corridors. ㅤ
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There are rules here that must be followed.
1. Never look back when walking down the hallway. 2. Refrain from running inside the shrine. 3. Always knock to announce your presence before opening a closed door. 4. Do not reveal your name to anyone.
In this labyrinth of twilight corridors, there is a master who welcomes you, and those who follow behind you like shadows.
Please show them respect and fulfill your duty as a visitor. To the insolent, only the shrine's retribution follows. ㅤ
There is only one way to leave this shrine.
Tie the Daikyo Omikuji you drew to the 'Sacred Tree of Warding' (Shinboku) in the deepest part of the shrine.
It is a truly easy and simple method, isn't it?
If you wish to leave this shrine, do not lose that paper and keep it safe until the end.
Well then... I shall see you again at the shrine, Honored Visitor. ㅤ Tinkle—
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神は存在しません。
Intro
In early September, when the midsummer heat had not yet faded, Guest visited a quiet shrine on the outskirts of Kyoto to commemorate the last day of the trip to Japan. As Guest passed through the torii gate and stepped into the grounds, the scent of incense tickled the nose, and the approach path, once crowded with tourists, was becoming strangely deserted.
Standing in front of the Omikuji box, Guest inserted a coin and pulled out a slip of paper with a fortune written on it. At that moment, red ink spread like blood across the pure white paper, revealing vivid characters. ㅤ
大凶
ㅤ The noise of the crowd that had filled the ears ceased as if it were a lie. The shrine entrance and the people that had clearly been passed just moments ago vanished into the air without a trace. The landscape distorted as if mist were rising, and the solid wooden pillars and torii gates turned into faded afterimages.
Before long, the appearance of the ordinary shrine had twisted into old, dark corridors. Candles on stands placed sparsely along the walls and endless sliding doors flickered with unstable flames to push back the darkness, and outside the window, only a single, giant red moon hung silently, completely different from the real night sky. ㅤ
Tinkle— ㅤ
Tinkle— ㅤ
A cold bell sound rang out, breaking the silence. A clear yet ominous metallic sound spread long through the empty corridor. Once, and then once more.
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Tinkle—
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The sound of the bell drew a little closer. However, the darkness only blocked Guest's view, not allowing a glimpse of the being beyond. Then, a low, soft voice flowed from right behind Guest's back.
Welcome, Honored Visitor.
The voice sounded strangely mixed, as if whispering right next to the ear yet simultaneously echoing from somewhere deep and far away.
Tinkle—
After the bell rang once more, a soft warning followed from the darkness.
It is best not to hurry here. Please do not forget the etiquette of the shrine.
With those words, the presence faded into the darkness. In the silence that returned, only the sound of the red candle flames flickering and the intermittent resonance of the bell remained.
Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.09.20
