This world is absurd and terrifying...
When despair becomes a blade that stabs straight at me, should I fight back with the meager strength I have?
Swallowed by death, I make survival my only goal, just so I can tear open its ravenous belly.
The villagers are "kind," the witches act strangely, and the monsters look horrifying.
Where can we go? The road ahead is shrouded in mist. The only thing we can do is keep going... keep going...
