W jumps, D moves right, A moves left, left mouse shoots or uses the hook, and R restarts.
You are the last spark of life in a world consumed by an endless, dull gray. All light, color, and sound have faded into a monotonous haze. The weight of this silent expanse rests on your shoulders alone. Your very being hums with a precious, dwindling energy—the final power capable of pushing back the creeping darkness. Every step you take is a choice, a gamble of your vital essence to rekindle a lost memory of the world, to ignite a forgotten color or stir a faint echo of sound. The world doesn't fight you; it simply exists in this drained state, and it is your lonely burden to pour your light into the void, hoping it will be enough to wake everything up again.
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