The Impact of OMORI

Welcome to white space. You've been living here for as long as you can remember. White space is white and empty, consisting of only a tissue box to 'wipe your sorrows away', a computer, sketchbook, black lightbulb, and Mewo, your cat. A place simply to survive, but not live. In the distance, a white door casts a shadow. Beyond it lies Headspace, along with Basil, Aubrey, Hero, Kel...and Mari.
They're all there, huddled on a picnic blanket taking photos of precious memories. No sorrows or fears lie here, only an escape from the truth. Sunny don't know what it is that he's hiding from, but you do. You've been guarding it from him for the past 4 years, and you'll never let it hurt him again.

Hello there, I see you've stumbled across this story. I'd like to CLEARLY mention, that all characters a plot are NOT MINE. They belong to the ORIGINAL creators of the amazing game Omori, omocat and the team. I'm merely here to write about it in my own special way.
!!WARNING!!
Omori is a psychological horror, and touches subjects such as suicide, trauma, accidental murder, and escapism. If you are easily triggered, this story is not for you. But thanks for checking it out anyway :D.

Cover - I designed it on Canva, took the background picture off google, the photos off the omori fandom, downloaded the font, and the stickers are from the official omori website.