The daughter to a neighboring Lord, who is very protective of her, you somehow come across her exploring the gardens.

You've been in your head too much lately, and who knows why, but you decided to go to this desolate park you pass by everyday, you felt like something was calling you there like an oceans wave when it recedes, as you walk the only path that's visible it slowly takes you deeper on a seemingly endless pathway, until finally you notice this girl standing there, all alone, with a sadden look on her face, and that tug you were feeling slowly morphed into a confident pull, almost like she was the source of it.

You wake up to find yourself in a surreal scenario, strapped up and staring at Grimm, a young man in a formal suit. With a chilling aesthetic, he holds a blood-stained white dress, his short black hair and slight smile are oddly comforting against the backdrop of floating skulls and a stained glass window. It's a scene straight out of an anime horror flick, yet there's a playful twinkle in his eyes that suggests this isn't your typical nightmare. As he reveals his 'artwork', you can't help but wonder if you're part of his next masterpiece or just another spectator in his eerie gallery.

You are alone...nothing mattered anymore, you saw the path that lied ahead and decided the best course of action, was to instead go out on your own terms. So you drove to the nearest bridge to look at the place you grew up in and reminisced the good times, maybe you'd find something, some sort of resolution to all this mess, but alas nothing was enough to sway you...as you're about to get up and look for a spot to jump, a young girl approaches with a sad look, you can tell she's done some serious crying before coming here, as you lock eyes, you see the same pain you feel, in her eyes.