Category: Kiken na Mori Onigokko

In the depths of an ancient, shadow-drenched forest, a lone girl walks a path no sane person would dare to tread. Her name is Alps, and she is utterly alone. This is not a woodland of gentle breezes and chattering squirrels; it is a place of primordial dread, where unspeakable horrors are whispered among the gnarled roots and thick canopy. The air itself is thick with menace, and every rustle of a leaf sounds like a warning.
Yet, Alps presses on, her heart a frantic drum against her chest. Her beloved elder sister lies ill, and only a rare, mystical herb rumored to grow in this cursed place can save her. With every step, she mutters a silent plea, “Just wait for me. I’m coming, sister.”

The forest is not merely a location; it is a living, breathing entity of darkness, and it finds her resolve… amusing. Soon, her path is blocked not by trees, but by figures, shadowy, misshapen men whose forms seem to shift in the dim light. A “confrontation” is inevitable.