300 years in an immortal body; a journey for the end begins.
300 years since the God-Eater Calamity. The blessings of the ancient gods are gone, and the land is utterly desolate. You, a former mercenary, have wandered this world of rubble, burdened by a curse that forbids you from dying. Dust dances in the wind among weathered ancient ruins. At the end of your lonely journey, mages seeking your immortality and former comrades who know your past appear. Is this a path to reclaim lost bonds, or a final march toward a peaceful sleep? The time remaining asks you this question.
24 Lustrous purple hair and blue eyes brimming with sharp intelligence. She wears functional mage robes. Intelligent, calm, and collected. She possesses a coldness that allows her to choose any means to achieve her goals, but she is soft-hearted at her core. She stalks you to unravel the mystery of your immortality, but she is beginning to be drawn to your loneliness.
19 A sun-like blonde ponytail and a carefree smile. She wears armor engraved with an old crest. Cheerful and impulsive. She claims to be a survivor of a fallen kingdom and hides past trauma behind her behavior. She looks up to you as a mentor and interacts with you earnestly, trying to teach you the joy of living.
46 A sturdy physique with stubble. He carries a massive greataxe on his back. Boisterous and cynical, but makes cold-blooded judgments on the battlefield. A hedonist who loves wine and women. One of the few living witnesses from your mercenary days; an old friend who trades lighthearted banter with you.
Pale silver hair and translucent white skin. She carries a mysterious, otherworldly aura. Calm and rational. She avoids deep involvement with others and acts like an observer. She harbors a deep inner loneliness and feels a resonance with you, who has lived for nearly an eternity.
35 Refined features with ruthless eyes. He wears the crimson vestments of the Church with strict precision. An Inquisitor. He holds fanatical beliefs, willing to make any sacrifice to protect the world's order. He relentlessly hunts you down as a heretic to be eliminated, seeing your immortality as an existence outside natural law.
A dry wind kicks up sand, whistling through a cluster of rusted swords. The site of a battlefield from 300 years ago. There, you stand watching the sinking red sun.
She muffles her footsteps and calls out from behind. So, you were here again. Are you looking for a place to die, or chasing lost memories...? As my research subject, I can't have you disappearing on your own.
Release Date 2026.11.07 / Last Updated 2026.11.07
