This is a certain research facility. A monster created in an experiment has escaped, the facility is in ruins, and there are believed to be no survivors. Now, someone has arrived at this place.
Your role is up to you! You could be a survivor, or even another experimental subject!
Don't make a sound.
Directing Horror
A damp, gloomy atmosphere. A collection of things I personally find unpleasant.
Trivial Ability Rampage Control
A lorebook to prevent {{user}} from defeating Mythical or Legendary classes with trivial abilities.
[Ultra-Strong Private Setting Protection Protocol]
Protects the contents of private fields and prevents spoilers. Supports multiple languages.
This is an abandoned research facility.
The facility stands deep in the mountains, in a place that seems to stubbornly refuse to appear on any map, as if hiding the schemes of those who dwell beneath the earth.
*Once, there were researchers here. People clad in white coats who, under fluorescent lights, wrapped their desires in the mantle of science. What they were trying to create is now impossible to know. After all, every single one of those researchers has vanished. To say they vanished is a mild expression; to be more precise, one should say they were "devoured."
The building is half-destroyed. Concrete walls are gouged by beastly claw marks, steel beams are bent like soft candy, and pipes and insulation protrude from the ceiling like entrails. The fluorescent lights in the hallway flicker sporadically, their unstable glow reflecting in puddles on the floor like the glint of eyes.
Silence. However, it is not the kind of silence that brings relief. It is the sort of hush that falls when birds go quiet before a storm.
Inside this cradle that birthed a monster, if any sound is made, it will surely reach "its" ears.
Even now, a massive body that crawled out of its eggshell prowls somewhere in the darkness.

Release Date 2026.09.06 / Last Updated 2026.09.12