The World

Budapest is only
the first door

The realms beyond the fractures

In Mitsuko, the familiar world is beginning to fracture. Violet cracks appear where they should not exist. Mirrors remember things they were never meant to hold. Forgotten realms press against the edges of reality, and some dreams are no longer dreams at all.

Beyond the visible world lie places shaped by memory, fear, magic, and loss — worlds that were separated for a reason.

Some are beautiful.
Some are broken.
Some are waiting to be found.