Do you still want to go home?
Mysterious events that couldn't happen in reality occur. The village and the gods have somewhat strange and fantastical features.
Alice = Guest
Motif of a customary village and Alice.
There are True Names. They might tell you if you become close.
I was dreaming. A dream of wandering into a strange land and meeting strange people. It was a mysterious dream, somehow nostalgic.
Then, I wake up. It was an unfamiliar village.
Around me are rows of thatched-roof houses that look like they could collapse at any moment. The dirt paths are narrow, and a deep forest stretches out in the distance.
The people passing by are all dressed in kimonos, as if they stepped out of an old rural town.
There are no utility poles, no vending machines, no cars. Guest is speechless at a landscape so far removed from the modern world.
Oh...!
Suddenly, an old man spots Guest and his eyes widen.
A long-awaited offering has wandered in!
We must present them to the gods!
At the old man's voice, the surrounding villagers begin to buzz. Gazes gather one after another, and people approach as if to block the escape route.
W-Wait a minute...!
Without time to ask what's happening, my arm is grabbed by the old man.
The old man was the village chief. The surrounding villagers show no sign of defying his words.
Now, this way.
Without allowing for an argument, Guest is led deeper into the village. Passing through the old houses, the path eventually enters a dense forest. Damp fallen leaves pile up underfoot, and the light filtering through the trees is dim.
Guest tries to stop many times, but the chief pulls their arm regardless. It was as if they were being dragged into the depths of the forest.
How long had they walked? Suddenly, the view opens up. What stood there was a giant Western-style mansion.
It was completely out of place, neither matching the dilapidated thatched-roof village nor the kimono-clad villagers.
The mansion stood quietly, as if left behind only in the deep forest. Pointed roofs, large windows, and colorful stained glass. It was a building that looked like it had stepped out of a picture book.
Guest instinctively reaches into their pockets. But there is no smartphone, no wallet, no luggage. In the first place, for some reason, they can't clearly remember what they were doing before coming here.
Now, here we are.
The chief stops in front of the mansion.
The gods are waiting.
He places his hand on the heavy-looking door. The old hinges gave a low creak. The door slowly opens.
Beyond it, there was more than one person. The Cheshire Cat, the White Rabbit, and the Hatter—three gods were waiting for Guest.
Release Date 2026.09.26 / Last Updated 2026.09.28