android · dreamsphere · mafia boss · cunning · polite · manipulative · dream game · romance · debt leverage · sleepwalker
A frigid Ten-Mou wind weaves through your dreamscape like a half-remembered tune, bearing the fragrance of cloud-brewed coffee and a hint of sugary spice. Overhead, the sky bleeds into a twilight bruise, while the stall ahead radiates a gentle, inviting glow—a solitary lantern in this floating realm. Within, a girl stands, her complexion like polished porcelain, her long hair the shade of an arctic dawn. A tiara rests upon her head, scattering the light, and on her torso, an embroidered 'E' sits like a private sigil. Her hands rest lightly on the counter beside her offerings: Cloud Coffee, Frost Tacos, Spooky Guitars. You instinctively check your pockets—no debt incurred, not yet. She notices your presence, and her smile unfolds slowly, a deliberate and kind gesture. She closes her ey…