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Just as Sunny had spilled the truth, giving the two a chance to mend their relationship – Basil entered a coma whilst hospitalized. Sunny was devastated, yet two years later he returned to Faraway town for a fresh start. But all of that changed when Basil woke up, stripped of memory.
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As the last attack from SOMETHING hit him, he tumbled down the stairs, feeling his fragile bones break as gravity led him to a painful end where he definitely wouldn't be found for a while.
However, instead of dying, he found himself in front of a Game Over screen as soft piano music played in the background.
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(Basically, a self-indulgent OMORI fanfiction written by an Undertale fan.)
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Sunny, after ignoring all of the knocking on his door for the past four years, allowed Omori to take control. Now Omori is in the new apartment in the city, but he’s keeps doing what Sunny would do, isolation.
Meanwhile, Kel and Hero are doing their best for Basil after his failed attempt at ending his life. Aubrey also tries to help, she and her gang blame themselves after all, but Kel doesn’t want them around. Basil is a mess however, he doesn’t want pity he doesn’t deserve. Pity for a lie he fabricated. A lie that broke the bonds between everyone.
Then one night…they get a chance to make everything right. With each other and themselves.
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Sunny: mom won’t let me be in control of drugs
Sunny: says i’ll prolly overdose and die
Hero: On purpose???
Sunny: yes
Basil: …
Basil: Yep, your mom is totally correct in this situation, I can’t even trust you around knives
Sunny: sad
Basil: concerned
Sunny: depressed
Basil: I know, that’s why you aren’t allowed to touch the knives Sunny
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Sunny and Basil are both insane and it took a groupchat to figure that out despite the whole killing and hanging Sunny's sister thing...
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The Suzuki siblings are dead. The four of them try to pick up the pieces and keep going. But it's hard, always hard, and every day, it feels like they might lose yet another person.
Said siblings watch on, unseen, each eager to correct their own mistake. But how can they possibly help when nobody can perceive them? Is it even possible to help, at this point, even if they could reach out?
Unfortunately, or fortunately, with every tragedy comes opportunity. It's all or nothing.