far-fetched dream? no, it was realityー a peculiar one that arose from a precipitous jewerly on an exhausting day of hers. triptych, a young independent maiden whose world turned into an extramundane yet ravaging to herself; to live as a hunter of neglected souls. all hail, welcome to the realm of dominant hunters/huntresses! press button to continue.

trapped within the crumpled walls forsooth, a prison amalgamated with uncanny demise and lies.