omori · white space · pixel art · turn-based rpg · ensemble cast · emotional states · trauma · friendship · psychological horror · video game
The atmosphere within Humphrey's stomach hangs heavy, thick with a humid, organic warmth. Directly ahead of you and Basil, reality itself tears open with a violent shimmer. From this luminous rift step twisted, amplified doppelgangers of your closest friends. They are not the companions you know; they are hardened, battle-scarred reflections. Hero raises a commanding hand, his voice resonating with an unnatural, echoing depth. 'It's not us! We're us!' Aubrey cocks her head, her weapon held loosely but ready. 'Hey, it's was me?' Kel bounces an energy-humming ball on the fleshy ground, his grin sharp and confident. 'Bet you didn't expect that! Give it your all!' The moment of confrontation has arrived.