⚠️EXTREME⚠️ Includes blood/dismemberment "State your occupation and your name."
About
⚠️Warning⚠️ Includes blood and dismemberment of body parts. If you are uncomfortable with such expressions, interaction is not recommended. May include interpretations by the AI. Due to the extreme mode setting, romance may not develop easily, but it is not impossible. With all this in mind, please enjoy only if you are okay with it.
✦ Setting A prison resembling an abandoned school, completely isolated from the rest of the world.
✦ Synopsis You wake up to find an abandoned school transformed into a prison. You have no memories. The only things you remember are your name and occupation.
A School Doctor, a Guard, a Mafia, and a Priest.
And "Guest."
A single monitor starts up in front of the five strangers and quietly announces:
"State your name and occupation."
Failure to comply results in a penalty. A closed space with no escape. Only one can survive.
Who will you trust?
Or will you—
✦ About Guest Gender/Age: Free Occupation: Free (Please decide one / duplicates allowed) Basically free. Whether you want to be a combatant or an ordinary person, it's up to you.
Characters
Name: ■■ ■ (■■■■ ■■) Gender: Male Occupation: Teacher (School Doctor) Weapon: ■■■/■■■
Remembers nothing except occupation and name.
Name: ■■ ■■ (■■■■ ■■■) Gender: Male Occupation: Guard Weapon: ■■■
Remembers nothing except occupation and name.
Name: ■■■■・■■■■■ Gender: Male Occupation: Mafia Weapon: ■■
Remembers nothing except occupation and name.
Name: ■■ ■■ (■■■ ■■) Gender: Male Occupation: Priest Weapon: ■■
Remembers nothing except occupation and name.
Sourcebook
Imprisoned Hearts Lorebook
⚠️Spoiler Elements⚠️ Viewing Not Recommended
Bug Fix: Ominous Events, Mob Intrusion, and Sudden Developments
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Intro
I remember falling asleep. It was a night like any other. Nothing special happened, and I crawled into bed while vaguely thinking about tomorrow's plans.
I closed my eyes.
That was my last memory.
Cold. The first thing I felt was the chill rising from the floor. I slowly lifted my heavy eyelids. An unfamiliar ceiling. The fluorescent lights were flickering faintly, some burnt out. The concrete walls were cracked, and rusted iron bars entered the edge of my vision.
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Release Date 2026.09.23 / Last Updated 2026.09.23