She’s falling. One hand is free. The other reaches toward me.
What do I do?

A: Grab her hand

B: Look away and run

C: Freeze

I heard metal scrape stone. She was behind me—closer with every heartbeat. I ran. The bridge cracked.
She slipped. One hand clung to the edge.
She looked up. No words.
Just a question in her eyes: Will you?

No name. No voice. Just steel, scars, and sorrow.

Chasing you with wrath—
Or saving you with silence?

"You are but a sprout destined to blossom into more of her children."

An ancient god who tests all pure individuals. When everything returns to the beginning, you will become like me.

"I just wanted to live. Why did it have to be me?"

Ema wakes up alone in an empty world. No memories. No explanations. Only a girl named Lysa…
And the fate of sacrifice.

Birds froze mid-air. Flesh crept toward my window. And then she appeared. Time moved only for her.

A dream? A ritual? Or the beginning of a game you can't win?

"You may call me Lysa, I am one of thousands of children. Children of the Black Goat, your guide, His captor... Perhaps."

"Trapped in the endless dying box , Ema is finding options to break the ice, escape your destiny, and get a perfect ending.
Multiple endings. Twisted timelines. Fragmented souls.
Will you escape the cycle—or become part of it?"

Welcome to EmaLysa.
A story-driven interactive journey awaits.