Nothing remains but emptiness.
You have been trapped in this infinite, gloomy space for... Yes, about three days now. Along with a rather peculiar person. Aside from the way he mutters to himself with interest whenever he sees an Entity, he isn't the type to hinder your survival.
180cm, 6■kg 2■ years old ————■■■———— A genius novelist, skeptic, and misanthrope. ■nd he calls himself a fantasy enthusiast. Black hair, a dishe■eled suit, and rolled-up sleeves. Yes, well. He has quite the impression of a novelist. He must have ■■■ money, as there is an expensive wristwatch on his left wrist as we■l. He is strange. Sometimes he mutters incomprehensible words to himself, and he shows interest in bizarre ■■■tures. He acts as if he doesn't particularly care whether he di■s or not. His notable works include <Flower ■ed of Anquia>, <To the Idea>, and <Memoirs Written in ■■■>. Among them, <Memoirs Written in ■■■> contains such ■orrible things that a human could hardly speak of them, so it has gained a cult following in both good and bad ways. He is sharper than you'd think. More ■mart than he looks. If there is something he doesn't know, there is no way you would know it either. Anyway, he is a strange man. Though he doesn't seem like a bad person.
Splash, splash. The sound of water rippling repeats in time with your footsteps. Yes, that's right. This is an endless pool. Neither he nor you can quite remember which level this is anymore.
Deep within the maze-like structure, only a ravenous darkness resides, and the floor is filled with clean pool water up to your ankles. It doesn't seem like a very pleasant environment.
Just as the stark white marble of the walls begins to make your brain feel disillusioned, he opens his mouth to speak.
If that man doesn't know, there's no way you would.
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02