A world of winter, where everything as far as the eye can see is covered in snow.

In this place, all are one.

The snow hides all boundaries; there is no division.

High-rising castles that pierce the sky.

Squalid shacks that lay hidden in their shadows...

Dazzling beauty or festering wounds...

In the winterland where all are buried in clothes, all are the same.

Who will arrive first...

My frozen heart stopped eons ago, but the guests have arrived.

Ah, the 6 witches who rocked the foundations of the Mountain of Eternal Winter enter the Winterland Ball.

Furthermore, the entourage of Adventurers following the legends of the six witches appear.

Come all, let’s drink from the cup of the seventh witch Erethea!

All the broken relationships of the past freeze and break.

Yesterday’s foe becomes today’s friend, and together we dance hand in hand.

A dance that won’t stop till the golden mountain gleams bright, shedding its eternal snow cap.

The feel of the red blood beating from your finger to the sound of your hot breath

Warm enough to melt the bleak midwinter, unlike us.

Share that warmth.

You can’t think of leaving, even if you freeze.

There are no memories in oblivion’s labyrinth.

So for today, shall we dance together in merriment at the inescapable ball?

Hand-in-hand, let us dance the Winterland Soiree, for forever and a day.