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--    WHITE SPACE, You've been living     --
     here as long as you can remember

A base of what you call home lays out, an endless void beyond the black seemingly supposed wall barriers, beyond the void an endless non-escape space with red hands you've grown to accept.

In the squared space lies important things you call everyday items, a tissue box for your sorrows, your cat MEWO, a notebook filled with drawings and a computer to keep track of time. Other then that is nothing. You walk over to a white door illuminating comfort and belonging.

You take out your KNIFE and turn the door knob, you stare as it slowly creeks open, walked out from it once it fully opens up.

What expected was your friends - KEL, AUBREY and HERO end up opposite, standing in the middle was nobody, not a single soul laid out in front of the horizon. The air was cold and heavy, surprisingly hard to breathe in the artificial oxygen.

Instead of pondering much you end up walking up the stairs, careful of each step in case of falling off. You crawl out the tree stump, heading south of laid out directions, a path which leads to FOREST PLAYGROUND, expecting something to be there.

Instead was an abandoned playground, only amusing play areas and a set up picnic, one where your sister, MARI, was supposed to occupy like most times. A bare area laid out in front of you, so you end up going someplace else, maybe they're at BASIL's house? Just maybe. . .

You continue walking down, ignoring everything else, walking through the fields of flowers. . . sunflowers, roses, gladiolus's, cacti, lilies and tulips, carefully watered and taken care of. This let OMORI sigh a relief of the previous event from ever happening. 

OMORI continued to walk and walk till he went through the entrance to BASIL'S house. . . or shoe. You didn't know what made you want to do that but something did. . . anyway when entering his house, shoe you look around to find it covering itself in dust, the plants freshly water though.

You walk out the house/shoe, and continue walking but now having no idea where anyone would be. You decide to check the beach, a place you remember visited frequently when wanted to.

Walk, walk, walking to the beach, once set foot you see nothing. only an empty beach, irritating you. You wonder where else would they reside at and figure out nothing and just decide to go back to WHITE SPACE, praying for tomorrow to be able to return to normal again.

stab, plop.


You wake up at the comfort of your bed which you end up getting up and leaving the warmth. You walk downstairs, tightly gripping the additional edge fence, careful of not slipping down and land on your face.

You walk over to the kitchen, checking the fridge, sighing as you notice it empty like most days. You decide to now dwell on that and walk upstairs again, gripping the staircase fence once more as you walk over to the bathroom.

You stare at your reflection, unfazed by the unrecognizable thing behind him, glaring at him like he'd had done something unspeakable.

You wash your hands and splash your face as well, grabbing a towel to dry up your face and hands before placing it back and going to bed once again.

The cover yourself in the warm blanket, staring at the ceiling before falling asleep, imagining his fairy tale world once more, excitingly thinking about how it would go this time even if they had done everything already possible.


Goodnight. . . . Sunny.


( END NOTE - I based this on the HIKIKOMORI route/ending since it's the first ever ending I've achieved :>)

P.S - took me three days to write without a plan on what to write. Also could anyone start requesting stuff? I am so bad at deciding myself. I might do requests from my old OMORI oneshot book on my old account but I dunno. . .

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