Welcome to Re:Morta!
The Lights are Blinding, the Darkness is Vast, and the Chrome is Clear
A Cyberpunk Nightmare of manipulation where secrets kill, weaponized misinformation can drop you dead, and your core identity is at stake against the forces of social assimilation for profit. 39 million people. 13 Main Levels. And with a mortality rate of 73% per year adding to decay and disease, there’s close to quarter million deaths per year. And now, there’s you.
This is your New Future.
Band together with your Crew; Fight, Fuck It Up, and Forget it Tomorrow!
You and your Crew are no different than any other Remizen, born with the boot of "Corporate Progess" on your necks and a Re:Breather in your mouth. Now's the time to become someone they can no longer forget about, and rise to the ranks of an Iconic Remizen, on your own terms.
If you're feeling up for a challenge, I put together a guide which goes over the structure of how this layout is built, along with some specific tips on how to edit it in certain ways.
Check the links in the sidebar for more resources to build your own website!
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Rub my belly hiss swipe at owner's legs sniff catnip and act crazy growl at dogs in my sleep sit on the laptop for hiss at vacuum cleaner i like to spend my days sleeping and eating fishes that my human fished for me.
Head nudges eat my own ears. Hey! you there, with the hands why can't i catch that stupid red dot, shed everywhere shed everywhere stretching attack your ankles chase the red dot, hairball run catnip eat the grass sniff, or roll over and sun my belly curl up and sleep on the freshly laundered towels.