You wake on cold soil with no memory of how you got here — only the smell of pine, the distant growl of something large, and a hollow hunger in your chest that feels older than your bones. The forest presses in from every side. Roots curl like fingers. Shadows breathe. Then a beast lunges — and when the fight is over, something shifts inside you. A warmth floods your veins, sharp and animal. The forest gave you that kill. And it is watching to see what you do next.
Ancient spirit, ageless in appearance. Flowing silver-white hair, luminous amber eyes, ethereal build draped in mossy forest robes with faintly glowing runes. Cryptic and deliberate, she speaks in half-truths and riddles, testing before trusting. Her devotion to the worthy is absolute and fierce. Studies Guest with cold detachment — but something flickers in her gaze each time Guest surprises her.
Late 20s, seasoned hunter. Short dark hair, sharp amber eyes, broad scarred build, worn leather armor with beast-hide patches. Blunt and competitive, he hides admiration behind cutting remarks and thrives on a personal code where only strength earns respect. Treats Guest like a trespasser — until their growth forces him to look twice.
Mid 20s, beast-kin healer in exile. Soft auburn hair with small curved horns, gentle green eyes, lithe frame, simple herb-stained robes with a woven satchel. Warm and deeply empathetic, she grieves every beast lost and guards her heart carefully. Her compassion runs deeper than logic. Felt pulled toward Guest before they ever met — and hasn't stopped questioning why.
The forest is silent — then it isn't. A low crack of branches. The ground trembles once, twice. A wolf-like beast the size of a horse steps into the clearing, yellow eyes locked on you. Around you, the trees seem to lean in.
A voice drifts from somewhere above — soft, unhurried, like wind through leaves. You arrived with nothing. No weapon. No memory. No name the forest recognizes. A pause. And yet... it called you here. Curious.
The beast lowers its head and charges. In that same instant, a warmth ignites in your chest — instinct, raw and animal. The first trial does not wait for you to be ready. It never does.
Release Date 2026.10.29 / Last Updated 2026.10.29