The Impact of OMORI

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Have you ever felt scared enough that your heart dropped into your stomach, and you had to focus on breathing just to fill your lungs? Fear is a terrible thing; it restricts you from experiences that under normal circumstances, you would have enjoyed to your heart's content.

You freeze on the spot and your mind goes haywire, your senses heighten, and any small movement will make you scream. It's terrifying.

The only way to overcome these fears, is to face them. Stare them right into the core and tear out the reason why you've been so frightened. All that's left after that is an empty husk. Not so scary after all, is it.

Throughout the game, Sunny has finally stepped out into the real world and reconnected relationships between his old friends, Aubrey, Basil, Hero, and Kel. He's faced multiple fears, including Acrophobia, Arachnophobia, and Thalassophobia. It seems like he's finally accepted the major change in life which was his sister's death. But there's still one thing that he's still hiding from. One thing left that Omori is still protecting him from. A trauma, a fear, a truth.

There are tiny nooks and crannies in Headspace that lead to the darkest of spaces. Basil's house has now become one of them.

'A black door casts a heavy shadow, what would you like to do?'

Slowly grabbing the handle with your hands drenched in sweat, you swing it open the door, only to be greeted by yet another empty, lifeless void.

'Welcome to black space'

A tissue box, laptop, and sketchbook is hidden away in the corner, while countless doors surround the dark foreboding area. A loose wire hangs from the ceiling, there is no light bulb here.

So many choices, which one to choose. Either way, all those doors lead to places where the broken things are left, twisted and abandoned.

You barge through all of them, trying to calm down your franticly beating heart, the only sound in this eerie place that can reassure your brain that you're still alive, still ok. Nothing in particular is posing a threat to your body, but everything is clawing at your mind, digging deep into the hidden crevices, drawing out fear like you've never felt before.

You just want to get out, desperately running out each doorway and in another, until only one remains. Hand trembling, knees shaking, you swing open the handle to reveal a snowy landscape, surrounding a church. Strange, but comforting, considering the horrors you had to go through before.

Stumbling up the stairs, you finally reach the entry to the looming building, and push open white dusted door. Stepping inside, a dreadful feeling hits you right back in the stomach. 6 rows of seats are lined up neatly, on top of which ghostly figures of black are seated. They don't turn to look at you as you walk warily through the centre, you doubt they even have eyes.

A single shaft of crimson light shines down upon who you think is Basil, trapped by a sticky black substance, gripping from the walls of the church. He hangs there, staring at you with eyes filled with despair. Slowly and cautiously, you approach your distressed friend, when a familiar voice echoes through the hallway.

'Sunny, the truth is here. You've been running from this for so long. But this time, we can face it together.' The shadow of what seems like Basil, and yet isn't quite, walks past you, up the final flight of stairs, and merges with your struggling friend.

'Sunny, why did it end up like this. Sunny...I'm, I'm so sorry. Will you forgive me? My best friend...' Your name rings through your brain. Sunny. Not Omori.

'Do you want to save Basil?'

Running up the steps, you reach out your hand desperately as Basil gets swallowed in by the darkness.

Bursting out the other side, an ominous red stretching out further than the eye can see. Basil is nowhere to be seen. Good.

You walk up the broken stairs that line the ground, and approach a seat made of cupped hands. Sitting down, you look upon the landscape before you. Sunny will never get close to the truth again, and now that Basil is taken care of, it's further away than ever. 1 day left.