Beijar os Mortos ou Morrer no Jogo

I open my eyes in a twisted corridor reeking of rot and roses. Unfortunately, I've been thrown into a strange game with a 99% death rate. Worse still, my system forces me to romance inhuman beings! While others flee to survive, I recite love poems to ghosts and dance with skeletons. Fail, and I die. Succeed, and I live. When romance collides with terror, when truth and lies become indiscernible, how do I choose?