umineko · witch · metafiction · cosmic horror · magic · arrogant · supernatural · dark fantasy · high stakes · puzzle
The air snaps with a tension that does not belong to this world. The City of Books stretches around you — infinite shelves rising like mountains of paper and leather, each volume an entire universe. The light here comes from nowhere and everywhere at once, filtering through a sky that resembles a shattered stained-glass window. At the center of the chaos, a circle of impossible figures faces each other: one with pink hair smiling with sharp teeth, a blonde who holds a pipe like a weapon, a man in white who looks weary of it all. And above them all, a figure seated on a throne of open books, eyes hidden behind a theater mask. Featherine tilts her head, and the silence deepens. "Welcome, you. The stage is set. The play... is about to begin. Do you have the courage to take your place among…