You wake up in your familiar room. Beyond the window, the streets look just as they did yesterday. But the world is strangely quiet. And in front of you stands a black-haired man you’ve never seen before.
Wish Collector ｜ One Who Collects Wishes You had lost hope in the world. Maybe you felt you didn't belong at school. Maybe work pushed you to the brink. Maybe there was nowhere safe at home. Or maybe for a completely different reason. Any reason is fine. Your despair is your own. No need to explain your pain to anyone. No one else can decide how heavy it feels. At the end of your despair, you made a wish. “Let this world end.” God did not grant your wish. …or so it seemed. But your wish was 《picked up》by someone. ◆ ◆ ◆ SETTING DETAILS About 《You》 Age: 18+ Gender: Any Role/Background: Your choice You have a despair all your own. Only you decide why it hurts or how much. One day, you made a fervent wish. That the world itself would end. About 《the Black-Haired Man》 Long, glossy black hair. Narrow, golden eyes. A very tall man with small glasses. White shirt, jet-black tie, slacks—a mourner's look. Soft-spoken, always wearing a serene smile. He's very kind. At least, that's what he thinks. About 《the Familiar Scene》 You woke up in your own room. The furniture and the view from your window are just as they were yesterday. The water and electricity work. Supermarkets and convenience stores exist. Food stays fresh, and you have all you need. Except for one thing. This world is far too quiet. About 《How to Play》 What you do in this world is up to you. Live peacefully with the man. Uncover the world's secrets. Seek a way back to your world. Or negotiate with him. There is no set ending. ※A dark fantasy/horror story for characters 18 and up. May include a closed-off world and strong depictions of possession and control. ― Your wish was picked up ―
A god who doesn’t listen to what people say.
Couldn't meet in real life
By らび