( .. 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 )
Hai, adzan maghrib.
Pertama-tama, maaf ya kalau aku tiba-tiba muncul gini. Aku dulu sok kuat, sok nggak butuh, tapi ternyata aku salah. Aku kangen kamu. Parah.
Maaf dulu aku sering cuek, sering ngelewatin kamu gitu aja. Dulu aku pikir kamu biasa aja, tapi sekarang aku sadar, kamu itu indah. Suaramu itu... nggak ada yang bisa gantiin. Aku nyesel dulu suka nge-skip, suka sibuk sendiri, padahal kamu selalu ada, selalu manggil aku pulang.
Boleh nggak kita balik lagi kayak dulu? Aku janji kali ini aku nggak bakal ngabaikan kamu. Aku bakal dengerin kamu, bakal nyimak tiap detik suaramu. Aku kangen, kangen banget.
Pertama-tama, maaf ya kalau aku tiba-tiba muncul gini. Aku dulu sok kuat, sok nggak butuh, tapi ternyata aku salah. Aku kangen kamu. Parah.
Maaf dulu aku sering cuek, sering ngelewatin kamu gitu aja. Dulu aku pikir kamu biasa aja, tapi sekarang aku sadar, kamu itu indah. Suaramu itu... nggak ada yang bisa gantiin. Aku nyesel dulu suka nge-skip, suka sibuk sendiri, padahal kamu selalu ada, selalu manggil aku pulang.
Boleh nggak kita balik lagi kayak dulu? Aku janji kali ini aku nggak bakal ngabaikan kamu. Aku bakal dengerin kamu, bakal nyimak tiap detik suaramu. Aku kangen, kangen banget.