"That's it, everyone's going to die here, and we'll soon be dead too!"

Genji choked out between sobs, his face buried in his hands. It was understandable. This whole town seemed cursed—humans turning into snails, swarms of mosquitoes, and worms spinning in spirals. Genji felt like he had completely lost it after losing his parents in the midst of these incidents.

You are currently staying in his house. After all that has happened, he rarely talks to anyone and barely leaves the house. This feels far from the end of this hell hole.