The Apocalypse descended, and the Eerie invaded. The world was no longer beautiful. Meanwhile, on the other side, the Fog World was bustling with activity, like a perfect world.
Mysterious notes, strange white fog, disasters that arrived at regular intervals, ever-changing rules.
Despair gave birth to faith, yet faith kept crumbling.
Everything was a deception. Only the [Bridge] and the [Road] held the key to breaking the deadlock.
