The Ring of Jormungandr

I think I might not be "human" anymore.

I have good reason to think so. What kind of person can die three times in one day and still be alive?

After the third time I died, I opened my eyes and found myself being jostled along with the crowd getting off the subway.

A clown with emerald-green eyes stopped in front of me. "I've been looking for you for a long time."

I never expected that to be just the beginning of the strange events.

I ran into an elevator stuck in an endless loop, an unknown creature with a beautiful woman's body, a terrifying sacrifice in a dark basement,

and an indescribable "thing."

I struggled to escape countless nightmares, only to find the unspeakable thing gradually invading my "real" world.

I asked myself once more:

"What am I, really?"

A collection of urban legends told in episodic form!

Theme: Exploring the ultimate meaning of one's existence