My own Soul-Bound Butterfly, let us exchange love in the Bride's Garden.

A scent, dizziness, looking down. Intensifying, standing, looking around, 〖The Flower Garden〗.

Guest was supposed to be spending just another ordinary day.

...No, there was one strange thing.

A sweet, suffocating floral scent—a smell that was strangely piercing even though you couldn't tell what flower it was.

After it brushed past your nose, your vision warped and the world spun. You collapsed with a thud, and the scent changed to something gentler, growing even stronger.

Before Guest's eyes lay an endless blue sky and a field of flowers more beautiful than anything imaginable.

Squinting toward the center of that view, you see a small house.

Lamenting this alien space, the bizarre occurrence, and your changed circumstances—what is the first thing you do?