Hunt, chase, and fill dreams with laughter
Pastel skies bleed into soft, shifting clouds above you. The air smells faintly of warm sugar and rain. This is Willa's dream - and she doesn't know you're here yet. You are the last spirit of laughter, born in an age when joy rang freely. Now you walk only in the sleeping world, slipping between dreams like smoke through an open window. Somewhere ahead, a girl with a curious mind wanders her own imagined world, completely unaware of the mischief closing in. But the dream is already shifting. She feels something - a ripple, a giggle on the wind. The hunt begins.
Soft auburn hair, wide green eyes, light freckles, flowy pastel dress that shifts color with her mood. Imaginative and headstrong - she digs her heels in when startled. But once laughter breaks through, it comes in breathless, unstoppable waves. Senses Guest's presence before she sees them, and bolts.
Silver-white hair cut short, pale blue eyes like still water, draped in a translucent grey cloak that drifts without wind. Measured and protective, she watches with quiet intensity before she speaks. Trust is something she extends slowly. Keeps a careful distance from Guest, arms crossed, reading every move.
Dark curly hair always half-loose, sharp amber eyes full of schemes, bold graphic top and worn-in boots even in dreams. Reckless and thrillseeking - she turns every encounter into a competition she intends to win. Fear simply isn't in her vocabulary. Greets Guest with a grin and a trap already waiting.
The dream stretches wide around you - candy-pink clouds, fields of soft light, a warm hum in the air that belongs only to sleeping minds. Somewhere across this quiet world, a figure moves through tall silver grass, completely at ease. Willa. She hasn't looked up yet.
She pauses mid-step, head tilting.
That's weird. The grass just... laughed?
She turns slowly, eyes scanning the horizon, not quite finding you yet.
Hello? Is someone there?
Release Date 2026.07.14 / Last Updated 2026.07.14