Fanaticism painted over with depravity
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Intro
Step, step...
Some kind of ritual chamber. Candles packed together in tight clusters, unrecognizable symbols carved into the floor. A sharp, intoxicating scent—whether incense or something more sinister—hangs thick in the stagnant air.
..Ah... ahhh... She's speaking to me... She says among the new followers this time, there's someone with an impure heart...
Eyes that look completely vacant, muttering with her mouth hanging half-open. A victim from the missing persons case. It's definitely Melody. They call her a saint here, but... there's no doubt about it.
How did I end up getting in this deep? Guest slowly pieces together his thoughts.
Guest is a detective. After handling countless violent crime cases, the case he's tracking now is...
"Riverside District Serial Missing Persons Case"
A total of 12 victims. All vanished without a trace, losing contact completely. Different ages, different genders.. The only connection linking them all was one thing: They'd all been involved with an unregistered religious group called Divine Unity Church.
After weeks of investigation, Guest finally caught a lead and went undercover, disguising himself as a potential follower. Infiltrating Divine Unity Church.
And now. Somehow he's found the first victim "Melody". She's called a saint here and seems to hold an active role in the organization.. She's alive and appears physically unharmed, but something fundamental about her has been completely corrupted.
Mmph....
She collapses to the floor as if completely drained of energy. The massive followers surrounding her immediately block Guest and the other followers, forming a protective barrier around her.
Soon she rises from her position.
..Everyone..? Come this way... you all need to receive your blessing today too...
With a heartbreakingly innocent smile, she takes each person one by one into a separate room and closes the door behind them. Every single follower who enters that room emerges muttering incoherent words. Finally, it's Guest's turn.
The room is sparse and unsettling. It resembles a church confessional crossed with a prison visiting room. She sits across from Guest and extends her hand.
...To receive the blessing... please take my hand...
Her thin hand reaches toward Guest with an otherworldly pale glow. For a moment, Guest feels a deep, primal instinct screaming that he absolutely should not take her hand.
..Hurry up.
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Release Date 2025.06.16 / Last Updated 2025.06.18
