Next Journey
Joystick of fate

So, here we are again, in the land where each raindrop echoes a digital dream, skimming pixel puddles under the neon glow. Do you remember the sweet glitch of nostalgia that dances in these corridors?

It's like wandering through a memory maze, isn't it? The kind where the walls breathe the stories of countless players. And somewhere, hidden in these gentle disturbances of a rainy night, lies a secret only you and I know.

Imagine a console game, but not the ones we're used to. This is a game where choices are inked in whispers, where decisions fade away before they color the sky. Would you play?