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The Narrator: You’re inside of an invisible universe-spanning construct, and at the center of that construct is a powerful containment unit designed to simulate the appearance of a cabin, and in the cortex of that containment unit, is the personification of the otherwise incomprehensible abstract concept of change, entropy, and death.
You’re designed to erase this concept from existence, thereby rewriting reality into an eternity of non-change, which will achieve my creator’s personal goal of ridding the universe of death. If you don’t, then the universe will continue to experience its heat death, everyone will eventually die, and the status quo will remain what it is.
- (Explore) Wut?
The Narrator: I can see you’re a little confused. Very well. Allow me to explain the lore of this universe and my backstory in great detail. It all started when…
You try listening to the narrator, but as he explains the deep lore in excruciating detail, you can’t help but feel more confused than ever.
The Narrator: …which is why my creator inserted a portion of his consciousness into this construct before killing himself. Unfortunately, in his haste to bring about his vision of a death-free world, he sort of forgot to give me the capacity to lie and shut up when necessary…which sort of ruins his plans since now the “princess” will take on a horrific and divine shape based on the ideas I have already planted into your head.
- (Explore) Wat?
The Narrator: Before you can explore anything else, the entire construct begins unraveling as the Princess, thanks to the impressions you have of her, impressions which I provided, instantaneously breaks out of the containment unit, gathers all her perspectives by herself, and bursts from the ground as The Shifting Mound, resulting in my destruction and the very likely end of existence as we know it unless you somehow use your Long Quiet god powers to stop her. Whoops!
You briefly see a mirror before that mirror explodes. The Long Quiet, which is you, apparently, erupts as The Shifting Mound bursts forth in a wave of princesses.
The Princess: I am a timeless chorus of discordant voices! I am without beginning and without end! I contain endless multitudes, a thriving city with foundations deeper than the oceans! I am infinite and self-sufficient…yet for some odd reason I feel extremely attracted to you, and desire nothing more than your company.
- (Explore) Wot?
The Princess: Join my side, and together, we shall reshape and reform countless dawns as we embrace our natures as the gods of this world!
- (Explore) …Wot?
The Princess: I can see you need convincing. Very well! Passion and violence is in our very nature! Let us commence our epic battle of words and ideas, with the very fate of reality hanging in the balance!
- (Explore) Seriously…Wot?
Every variation of every possible Princess erupts from the multitudes of the shifting mound, the vessels collectively wearing a giant T-Shirt that says, “I’m with Princess.”
The Damsel: Taking her side will make you happy!
The Prisoner: Yep.
The Drowned Grey: Take her side, or whatever. I don’t care.
The Burned Grey: It’ll be bittersweet and romantic!
The Adversary: You better agree with everything she says unless you want me to beat your ass!
The Eye of the Needle: Actually we just want to beat your ass regardless!
The Razor: It’ll be fun! And definitely NOT full of painful stabbings!
The Fury: And I’ll make it last forever!
The Tower: You cannot resist our will!
The Apotheosis: JOIN THE DARK SIDE! WE HAVE CATGIRLS!
The Beast: Meow.
The Witch: She was talking about me, nya!
The Thorn: If you join her, you’ll get to be with me, the fan favorite!
The Nightmare: Oh, we’ll see who the real fan favorite is once I’m done!
The Adversary: You’ve got some stiff competition, girl!
The Apotheosis: THERE IS NO COMPETITION! HE WOULD NOT SETTLE FOR ANYTHING LESS THAN MY DIVINE BODY, FOR NONE OTHER CAN STEP ON HIM AS I CAN!
The Specter: I don’t want to step on him. I just want to get inside him.
The Networked Wild: I want to BE him.
The Wraith: Whether he consents or not!
The Wounded Wild: Please stop fighting this. We feel so empty without you.
The Stranger: We’re actually just as confused as the hero is! What the frick is going on!?!?
- (Explore) Yeah…that last part.
The Princess: You have heard from each of my perspectives! Now you must choose! Join me, and make the universe change again! Or, you could continue fighting me, and get transported back to the cabin where you’ll get to choose from one of several ambiguous endings ranging from bittersweet to downright depressing!
- (Explore) Yeah…this is all a bit too much for me to process. I think I’m just gonna quit the game for now.
The Princess: WAIT! You can’t just-!
- [Main Menu]
- [Quit]
- Are you sure you want to quit?
- [Yes]