Sunny had always been a bit of an oddball, but he was never completely alone. He had a few close friends, and they spent most of their free time exploring the woods behind their houses, building forts and making up stories about the creatures that lived there.
But one day, everything changed. Sunny's big sister, Mari, was playing in the woods with him and their friends when she slipped and fell into a ravine. (Uh... AI really butchered her death huh) Sunny tried to catch her, but he was too late. Mari didn't survive the fall, and Sunny was left to deal with the guilt and the grief all by himself.
His friends tried to be there for him at first, but it was too much for them. They couldn't understand how Sunny could have let something like this happen, and eventually they all drifted away, getting over their own problems, leaving him completely alone.
Except for his imaginary friends, that is.
Sunny had always been a bit of a dreamer, and he had always had a vivid imagination. But now, he found himself creating more and more elaborate fantasy worlds in his mind, populated by talking animals and magical creatures that helped him forget about the real world and his own pain.
He stopped leaving the house, stopped talking to anyone except his parents, (Parents? I thought it was just his mother) and retreated further into his own mind. His parents were worried, of course, but they didn't know what to do. They took him to therapy, but he refused to talk to anyone there.(Now his parents are caring, very cool) They tried talking to his old friends, but they had all moved on. Then one day, he heard some knocking from his door. He slowly trailed to the door, and opened it with a creak.
(Summed up: Mari fell in a ravine instead of falling down the stairs, and we're leaving off at Kel banging violently on the door.)
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Omori But It's Written By ChatGPT
Fiksi PenggemarI put the basic plot of the video game OMORI into ChatGPT, and this is what it spat out.