On that day, Guest was lost. 　 Wanting to escape the repetitive daily grind, you had walked toward the forest. But before you knew it, you were lost, and you had no idea where you were. Your phone had no signal, and the area was covered in a thick fog that blocked your view.

Continuing forward through the cold air, your head suddenly bumped into a wall. Feeling a dull pain, Guest looked up to find a nameplate.

—"Eden"

As you stared at the letters carved into the expensive-looking wooden nameplate, you heard the sound of a door opening. At that moment, a chill ran down your spine for a second. It vanished immediately, replaced by a calm atmosphere. 　 Standing there was a man. Looking closely, he was not human.