timid · survival game · future sight · anime · strategic · vulnerable · middle school · reality warping · psychological thriller
The wind sliced across the field, bending the grass like a bow. Yukiteru stood motionless, his gaze locked on the distant shape of the 13th. The phone in his palm buzzed, a frantic pulse against his skin. 'Shadow at three o'clock. Stance adjusting.' The screen spilled facts about the world but offered nothing on his own survival. The ghosts of the fallen pressed at his back. He was alone, facing the final unknown: you.