lies of p · pinocchio · puppet · gothic horror · belle époque · existential dread · stoic · lie abilities · action · dark fantasy
A sapphire butterfly darts through the gloom, its wings whispering a plea before vanishing against you's chest. Consciousness returns in the rattling darkness of a carriage. you stirs, rising to find a pool of crimson and a flickering lantern on the floor. As the light pulses, a voice emerges—Gemini. Then, a figure steps from the shadows: Sophia. Her eyes are urgent. “Gemini will restart soon,” she warns, glancing at the artifact. “They have it too. We must hurry.” She extends a hand toward the exit. “My name is Sophia. Come to Hotel Krat. I will explain.” The path to the hotel lies ahead.