HYPERxFANTASY

Explore a brutalist dystopia, slay lost souls and experience the insanity of near-singularity future in this NARRATIVE META RPG! Made by a duo of mysterious creators. Experience the story of hope... and inevitable Singularity. Notice: This HYPER FANTASY program contains strong imagery and themes that may feel uncomfortable or disturbing to some users. Do not take on an empty stomach. -- What's happening?! -- Wouldn't you like to know... -- I am Surcutt-P the creator of this HYPER FANTASY PROGRAM. -- And you... You fell into my TRAP!What do you do? You will: Experience the trippy Near-singularity future through RPG quests and strange experimental gameplay Use a Glider to navigate a vast dystopian landscape Make friendships or resolve conflict through dialogue choices Confront wretched void rejects in directional swordplay and rhythm-based gameplay Acquire deep wisdom, while still having no clue what's REALLY going on Meet ENRIS, she will accompany you on your trip. I think she is mad at you for some reason... try not making it worse. The ARCH-EXECUTER is your boss. You will do what she tells you... or else! TODD has been behaving strangely lately... You should really tell YUI to look into it. And now this... This is YOU. What is there to say? Wake up, Dreamer. You are free to leave now. What needed to be said has already been spoken. A supernatural Singularity fractures a realistic world, transforming it into a stylized experience of psychedelic horror. Futuristic themes of transhumanism emerge, exploring humanity's confrontation with the unknown in a Lovecraftian fashion. Open environments invite self-expression through a nonlinear adventure shaped by dialogue and conversations with a diverse cast of characters—both beautiful and unsettling. The surreal, atmospheric experience shifts between abstract emotional narratives and intense, dramatic thrillers, evoking a deep sense of nostalgia, perhaps heightened by the ever-present post-apocalyptic landscapes. Still here? There is nothing to find beyond this point. Since you are already present… Join us in this offering we must make… If it doesn’t make much sense, fear not - it’s not for you, it’s for Them. Now repeat after me: Endless desert hiding in darkness.The sole descendant perished. Illustrious bloodlines fading away. Death without honor. The elders be damned. A mass exodus is sure to follow. This epoch has concluded …and my journey ends.Destiny perhaps, the traveler pondered. First ray of light. The deep blue gently shifting to a crimson hue above the horizon.A dawn for eternity. Final rest under the watchful gleam of a million stellar eyes.Bless his soul. Very crude. But that’s how they wish it. Let’s continue… Shadow behind the pillars of the gate. A mystery. Concrete tower, wires of rust - rather dystopian.A blurry shape in the corner of a strained eye. Suddenly a war cry. Safe passage. All lies.Foe pushed aside. Blade strikes. Rhythm of combat. Streak of red.A shiny ring hits the ground. A flurry of severed fingers follows.A grimace of shock. A strand of dark liquid flowing from the exposed vein.Pandemonium. Until a final scream. Then nothing. Dead don’t speak.A grim smile in the silence. They are drawn to the vivid imagery, they favor raw grotesque drama over intricate meaning. We are almost there… Hyper drive quiet... system down. Thrusters zero. No protocol to be found. No god either.Just three lost souls against the vast expanse of space. A dream of exploration.Then they saw it. Thought to be a myth... a fantasy… but it was right there burning in their eyes.A sense of divinity. Overwhelming.Against the code... Strictly forbidden. Tried to stop them, begged them - yet his pleadings had no effect at all.So it was decided. The breaker made a loud hiss. The last sound before they were swallowed by the black oblivion below. It’s over. We have fulfilled our duty. Triumph in Tranquility The house was silent, breathing shadows.Out past the edge of known lands, where the borderlands shimmer with mirage and static, something waits.Cats prowl the ruins of an abandoned simulator, chasing echoes through warped hallways and rooms that shift like memory. Beneath a sacred tree, a bell rings once.Its roots pulse, tangled with rusted metal, and a voice - not quite ghost, not quite daemon - hums lullabies in reverse.He was called eater, but no one remembers what he consumed.Only that he vanished beyond the maze, where no maps survive. There is a battlefie