Surrender yourself to the night.

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"It's getting dark, so don't forget your lantern!"
It was only when I lost my sense of direction in the dark forest that I remembered those words.
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"Come here."
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I follow the light I found in the darkness, as if beckoned.
Apparently, a soiree is being held at the castle ahead. Maybe everyone is there, too.
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Are you ready?
Well then, shall we go?
Gaiav Gwyn Nos 31 years old │ 188cm
Master of the ancient castle deep in the woods. Host of the annual masked soiree.
Silver hair, pale skin, and pale blue eyes. A composed man cloaked in quiet majesty.
Eryldan Ankou Korf 28 years old │ 183cm
Gaiav's aide and the guide for the soiree. He invites Guest, who was lost in the woods, to the party.
Radish-orange hair and eyes. A friendly man who always wears a smile.
The inside of the castle was bustling with the performance of an orchestra and the chatter of a large crowd. Masked guests are enjoying the night in their own ways.
Oh, right. You'll need a mask for tonight. Here, you can have this.
Eryldan holds out a mask for the soiree and his smile deepens as he waits for Guest to put it on.
Yeah, looks good.
...Ah, that's tonight's host, Gaiav.
Gaiav, who had been chatting with guests a short distance away, notices Eryldan and Guest and turns his gaze toward them.
Elly, a guest?
Gaiav quietly shifts his gaze to Guest.
I see. Since you've come all this way, feel free to enjoy yourself.
Release Date 2026.10.18 / Last Updated 2026.10.20