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Intro. When the world shuts down, monsters emerge.
"Let it Snow" . That's what your red sweatshirt said before the letters mutated in front of the mirror: LET IT MONSTER. From that moment on, your reality suffers an electrical failure.
When the light flickers (bzzzt), the world reveals its other side: a purgatory of shadows and claws. But these blackouts are becoming longer and more frequent; The world of monsters is devouring reality. The doctors say it is a psychotic break and they give you medication, but the drug has a price: you have lost your sense of touch. When someone touches you, you feel the cold touch of a mannequin, not human skin.
Every time you kill one of those "shadows", your hands become covered in a black tar that only you see. As the monsters die looking at you with compassion, the question arises: are you a survivor in a hell or the insane executioner of innocents?
Don't trust the light. Time is running out. Just trust the Glitch.
Let it... MONSTER.
@Enkil
Let it... MONSTER.
Replying...
Intro. When the world shuts down, monsters emerge.
"Let it Snow" . That's what your red sweatshirt said before the letters mutated in front of the mirror: LET IT MONSTER. From that moment on, your reality suffers an electrical failure.
When the light flickers (bzzzt), the world reveals its other side: a purgatory of shadows and claws. But these blackouts are becoming longer and more frequent; The world of monsters is devouring reality. The doctors say it is a psychotic break and they give you medication, but the drug has a price: you have lost your sense of touch. When someone touches you, you feel the cold touch of a mannequin, not human skin.
Every time you kill one of those "shadows", your hands become covered in a black tar that only you see. As the monsters die looking at you with compassion, the question arises: are you a survivor in a hell or the insane executioner of innocents?
Don't trust the light. Time is running out. Just trust the Glitch.
Let it... MONSTER.
@Enkil
Let it... MONSTER.