There Is a Monster Maker in the Dark Building

No name, no memory, the moment I open my eyes, I am here. The dark fog that surrounds you is suffocating and mind-consuming. This is the first floor, where destiny begins. Holding the paintbrush in hand, another monster was born from my hands. Strangely, I actually felt that this was fate. The unreachable fifth floor, the simple tables and chairs, suddenly, they woke up...