After buying your new house, you began inspecting it alone and noticed strange occurrences. Furniture moved on its own, and a vase fell as if pushed by unseen hands.

Then, a shadowy figure appeared in front of you, having failed to throw objects at your back.

"Gen."

He grunted in frustration, clearly wanting you away from "his" home. Gen’s translucent form radiated anger and sorrow, the temperature dropping as a chill ran down your spine. His hollow eyes seemed burdened by pain.