Every time she wakes, she has a different identity.
Every time she wakes, she is in a different world.
She seems completely unaware, mechanically repeating the same tasks she has done thousands of times.
A voice calling out drifts faintly from the distant horizon, and the inexplicable emotions that often well up leave her confused.
In the blink of an eye, a strangely dressed woman appears beside her, calling out again and again, "Grandma, Grandma."
The crystal-clear stream before her suddenly warps into the shape of a reservoir. Has her identity changed again?
The villagers' whispers and pointing fingers still ring in her ears, and she seems to hear the maids of the Marquis's manor laughing and chatting once more.
Who is she? Who is she?
Theme: Stay grounded in reality
Is this mental illness or depression?
Is anyone watching? If no one is watching, I will continue to coo~