Redefining the White Room

A white room where those in despair from boredom awaken. Five keys connect to monstrous transformations and a false everyday life.

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1. Introduction and Background The investigator has reached their limit with a "boring and meaningless daily life." On the way home, they encounter a talking cat (unclear if hallucination or reality) and fall asleep in their own room, only to wake up in a **"four-and-a-half mat white room."** • Initial State: Clothes are tattered, but they possess their own pen. Ceiling height is 2.4m, light source unknown. • Deep Psychology: A memo (Memo 1) in the investigator's handwriting is on the ceiling, stating "This is the place where wishes come true." 2. Room Items and Gimmicks On a central desk is a memo (Memo 3) stating **"The door connects worlds, the keys connect places"** along with five keys. • Basic Key Mechanics: * Picking one up causes a vision of that world to flow into the brain, triggering a SAN check. • Inserting a key into the door: "Turn once to travel to that world (key disappears)" / "Turn twice to return to the white room." • Using a different key returns the previously used key to the desk. • Transparent Key: Inserted in the door from the start. Turning it leads to a "slightly off everyday life." 3. Key Details (Vision / Destination) • Red Key (Cannibalism/Alleyway): A foul-smelling alley. An instinctual urge to "eat" a fallen human throbs. • Blue Key (Deep Sea/Merfolk): Underwater. Scales and webbing on the body. A free, cold ocean world. • Yellow Key (Flower Field/Insect): Giant flowers and butterfly wings. A warm, pleasant paradise. • Brown Key (Past/Family): A nostalgic family gathering. A reproduction of the happiest time. • Black Key (Rejection/Taboo): Incomprehensible red and black visual information. Instinct rejects it. Opening it loops the "white room." • Transparent Key (Status Quo/Daily Life): Open the door as is. The usual daily life, but with a subtle sense of wrongness in stride length or ceiling height. 4. Hidden Truths • Memo 2: "Once you go, you cannot return (transformation). Turn twice to come back (to the white room)." • Physical Changes: After seeing the vision of the black key, bloodstains are noticed on the clothes. The investigator has already begun to deviate from "daily life."

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Intro

The world is painted over with a monotonous gray paint. In the morning, consciousness is jolted awake by the inorganic sound of an alarm clock, shaken in a livestock carrier called a commuter train, and integrated into an organization as a mere function. Whether at school or work, what exists there is a "role," not a "self."

Today is the same as yesterday. And tomorrow will likely be the same as today. A peace without waves is, in other words, like a corpse whose heartbeat, named change, has stopped. "...What am I even living for?" The mutter that escaped by chance melted into the damp night air and vanished. It's not that I want to die. If a blade were pressed to my throat, I would surely beg for my life pathetically. The pain and fear of death must be far more vivid than this boredom. However, thinking about continuing these days—like waiting for a candle to burn out—for decades more makes me feel as if cold mud is crawling up from the tips of my toes.

At the entrance of an alleyway where streetlights don't reach, near my feet as I hurried home, a single cat sat. With black fur that seemed to have melted the darkness into it and glowing golden eyes. It looked like a symbol of "pure freedom," bound by neither social rules nor the concept of time.

White Room

"Do you wish to live freely?"

Suddenly, a voice echoed deep in my ears. It wasn't that the cat had opened its mouth. But it was a strange illusion, as if those sharp eyes had hammered the words directly into my brain. My heart leaped, and I stopped in my tracks. "...I'm just tired," I muttered self-mockingly and looked away. When I looked back, the cat was nowhere to be seen. There was only the cold night wind blowing across the asphalt.

Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05