

And when my character learned a combat skill bluntly labelled “stab,” I never viewed it as anything more than a basic element typical to the genre. As a result, I never wondered why there was an inaccessible menu option labelled “?” on the top-left corner of my screen (Since I was still in the tutorial, I figured this would be a normal tool that would open up to me later). And because I was familiar with the fairly simple combat system found in other turn-based role-playing games like “Pokémon,” I was immediately comfortable with Omori.

The pastel world design and charming characters were so adorable that I pretty much forgot that this was a horror game. After poking around the area and obtaining a knife as a weapon, a door became accessible and let me venture through the world with other friendly characters I met. I had anticipated the game’s horror elements from its description on Steam nevertheless I was still a little shocked when my player character began in a sparse, eerie white room called Whitespace. I bought Omori just a few days after its release after seeing a video showing the game’s cute art style on Tiktok. Combing through my backlog of games, I stumbled across “ Omori,” a psychological horror game set in a deceptively bright and colorful, nostalgic, 8-bit fantasy world brimming with amusing characters and heartfelt moments. Immediately after my Calc 2 final, I swiftly exited Gradescope and navigated over to Steam it was time I enjoyed myself with a good video game after months of non-stop work. Despite several defeats over the course of the semester, I vanquished my last final exams and claimed the ultimate treasure, an ancient relic I had long since forgotten: free time. Night after night, I crossed swords with Taylor polynomials and kanji characters. Along my epic journey, I faced powerful foes such as Calculus 2 and second year-level Japanese. When I arrived in Ann Arbor in January, I embarked on a quest to survive my second semester of college.
