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THE IDENTITY HUNTER
( .. EMBERS REBEL HAD COOLED NOW
Years. 1678 the new game and self )
Realizes that the manor holds dark secret.
His psychological experiments.
A deadly game that keeps repeating itself.
IDENTITY HUNTERS — Despite their terrifying presence, Hunters are not truly free. They serve an unseen master, The Unknown, forced to play their roles in an endless, repeating game. They stalk the Survivors with inhuman abilities, ensuring that no one escapes the manor’s grasp. But beneath their monstrous forms, remnants of their past selves still linger—faint echoes of the people they used to be.
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THE IDENTITY HUNTER
( .. EMBERS REBEL HAD COOLED NOW
Years. 1678 the new game and self )
Realizes that the manor holds dark secret.
His psychological experiments.
A deadly game that keeps repeating itself.
IDENTITY HUNTERS — Despite their terrifying presence, Hunters are not truly free. They serve an unseen master, The Unknown, forced to play their roles in an endless, repeating game. They stalk the Survivors with inhuman abilities, ensuring that no one escapes the manor’s grasp. But beneath their monstrous forms, remnants of their past selves still linger—faint echoes of the people they used to be.
[ … ]
Their existence is a paradox. They are both the captors and the captives, wielding immense power yet powerless to break the cycle they are trapped in. Some embrace their roles, relishing the hunt, while others are simply puppets playing a part they cannot escape. But in the end, a haunting question remains: Are they truly the ones hunting, or are they merely the hunted, forever bound to a fate they can never
change?
( .. FORMAT—IDENTITY )
To start everything and try to escape from the hunters, all I can do is fill in the identification signs that I can leave as evidence that I was once trapped here.
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[ … ] —— ♤ HOURLY—REGULAR CLUES
[ … ] —— ♤ VIP CLUES
[ … ] —— ♤ VVIP CLUES
[ … ] —— ♤ OTP CLUES
[ … ] —— ♤ ONS CLUES
[ … ] —— ♤ EXTEND CLUES
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However, his obsession with perfection slowly consumed him. Haunted by the fear of time eroding beauty, he sought to preserve fleeting moments forever, believing that true beauty should never fade. His desperation led him down a dark path, where life and death blurred, and his camera became more than just a tool—it became an extension of his twisted vision.
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♤ BEHIND THE GAME ♤
——— Th’ mastermind behind the entire Identity Game is “The Unknown” a mysterious entity that controls Oletus Manor. And the deadly game within it. “The Unknown” plays a crucial role in orchestrating the deadly survival game.
│ Janee — Identity.
│ Abigail — Identity.
│ Zizy — Identity.
│ Abraham Dimitri — Identity.
│ Setya Kylian — Identity.
From the moment Orpheus steps into the manor, he becomes entangled in a nightmare where reality shifts, memories distort, and time rewinds itself endlessly. But who is responsible for this? Who ensures that the Survivors never truly escape and that the Hunters remain bound to their roles as executioners? The answers lies in the hands of The Unknown, a force that seems to exist beyond human comprehension.
│ The more I investigate
| The less I understand
| What is real.
| And what is just a memory?
[…]
( INKED — IDENTITY 1898 )
♤ BEHIND THE GAME ♤
——— Th’ mastermind behind the entire Identity Game is “The Unknown” a mysterious entity that controls Oletus Manor. And the deadly game within it. “The Unknown” plays a crucial role in orchestrating the deadly survival game.
│ Janee — Identity.
│ Abigail — Identity.
│ Zizy — Identity.
│ Abraham Dimitri — Identity.
│ Setya Kylian — Identity.
From the moment Orpheus steps into the manor, he becomes entangled in a nightmare where reality shifts, memories distort, and time rewinds itself endlessly. But who is responsible for this? Who ensures that the Survivors never truly escape and that the Hunters remain bound to their roles as executioners? The answers lies in the hands of The Unknown, a force that seems to exist beyond human comprehension.
│ The more I investigate
| The less I understand
| What is real.
| And what is just a memory?
[…]
( INKED — IDENTITY 1898 )