#omori curse of immortality au

[catnip-feathers]

I find it funny how in the good ending of Omori, Sunny says "I have to tell you something" but in one of my AUs half an hour later it's "I have to show you Something" and then basically this

[stareulogy]

❝ if you could choose to be anything after death, what would you be? ❞　 star eulogy is a hyper-extended version of headspace, made real upon sunny’s death in the bad ending.

content warning: this blog contains heavy spoilers for omori, suicide, cannibalism and general dark themes.

pinned post updated as of: august 17, 2024

this blog follows a porcelain doll that holds sunny’s consciousness, as he finds any way to pass the time. cursed with immortality, he’s been alive for centuries.

sealed at the bottom of the universe, sunny’s made highly questionable decisions in his past, leading to his imprisonment, and his failure to acknowledge the truth. as he learnt that fateful day, you can’t hide from the truth, even in a different life.

sunny’s open for asks. keep him entertained?

this au has been in development for over a year. from a discord server, to multiple threads, to art between a few people. i finally decided to make a blog for the au, after months of writing.

currently available:

sunny, the porcelain doll (tag)

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no nsfw asks, anon gifts are allowed, interactions with other blogs are highly appreciated and encouraged.

you are absolutely welcome to make fun games using anon magic, as long as you label yourself (if on anon). this is runs on an honour system, do not impersonate each other, do not cause drama via. my inbox.

reminder that the character ≠ the writer, sunny has a disorder that effects his behaviour and how he interacts with other people. sunny is not an accurate representative of the cluster-b disorder he has - it’s dramatized after centuries. of being in blackspace.

this au is closed, and is not allowing other characters to join in. (for example, you cannot make a star eulogy aubrey account and interact with people.)

feel free to ask as other characters if you don’t have a blog to do it, just add:

- (emoji) (character name)

and i’ll tag it. feel free to get crafty! i encourage alternates/variants of a character coming to ask, sunny here is aware of the different universes.

(same works for consistent anons. if you want sunny to remember you, then add an sign off in the same style.)

now, if you’re struggling with asking questions, you now have a silly little prompt list! it’s fun, speedy interactions you can get with sunny!

NOT LORE RELATED

# princess arc (ongoing?)

# royal ball event (finished)

# tea party event (finished)

LORE RELATED ARCS

... huh. i didn’t do any yet.

sometimes i might not tag things properly! please remind me to add a tag if i forget.

LORE POSTS

alternates, variants, sunny’s thoughts

sunny’s feelings on hero

would sunny date each variant? (with honest opinions and his thoughts)

jobs that sunny had in the past

sunny’s favourite universe so far

flowerwaltz in star eulogy

bounty hunting

florians (species)

blackspace

here, everything should be tagged properly.

characters have their own basic tags, i only drop ooc text into the tags, after these symbols: //

i’ll tag your blog name under each interaction.

for organization’s sake, i’ll only link the anons here.

special anons

# 🌟 anon

# 👑 anon

# 🔮 anon

# 💠 anon

# 🃏 anon

(tumblr ate the tags, sorry. those are the current roster of anons, listed from early to recent.)

honestly. i didn’t want to make a section for this. i kinda wanted to stay mysterious and cool.

hi! i’m the star eulogy mod, he/meow pronouns, i go by sunny, but you can just call me sunshine here, for the sake of differentiation between character and writer.

i mind my own business, so i don’t really see a lot of things that other blogs do. i’m very private.

if you ping the blog in your promo post, i’ll reblog it. i reblog new blogs’ pinned posts, whenever i can.

my timezone is est. but i sleep when i want to.

all of the art you see coming from me belongs to me, aside from the usage of official art, by omocat.

here’s one of my favourite art posts.

fun fact: the original universe that star eulogy originates from, was on the universally loved route. it was set up for sunflower, hence how sunny distances himself from most basil alternates.

i personally don’t ship sunny (in general) with anybody. but i’m willing to write it for the lore, if sunny (star eulogy) can keep a relationship for longer than a day.

he’s on the spectrum. (aromantic, asexual, autistic) so romance might not look the same to you, as it does to him. he’s my silly little princess.

[anin13]

Shumori - Chapter 1 ·

Diabolik Lovers + Omori AU

TW's: Diabolik Lovers (that is a tw of its own lol), swiss idol ideation, mental illness, d3pression, and more tw's to come!)

It seemed like Shu had only just closed his eyes again after another routinely, yet not therefore less frightening nightmare when a sound similar to a gong, but tackier, rose him from sleep again.

He opened his eyes to meet his younger brother Reiji's sneering face looking down at him from the living room instead of his bedroom. He'd dozed off on the couch till night had fallen, which Reiji had a strange pet peeve about.

Shu was about to turn his head the other way, close his eyes again and ignore him, thinking it was just another unwanted vision. Yet Reiji didn't disappear like bad dreams usually do: he was here in reality and had seriously awakened him by hammering a cooking pot with a ladle.

-Good grief. -Reiji said narrowing his eyes- I thought the time to get rid of your corpse had finally arrived, but alas, you were merely asleep.

Reiji sighed and continued when Shu uttered no response,

-Get off the couch and get ready for school. The limousine is almost here. And don't sleep on the couch again!

Shu didn't retort nor change his expression this time either, so Reiji, who was very likely in the mood for a verbal sparring match, deepened his frown, turned around and left the living room to try to lecture some other sibling upstairs.

Their father, king of vampires, had imposed Shu, Reiji and the rest of his brothers this type of existence in which they had to go to human high school at night as if they were not each at least 300 years old and had been already educated in the demon world.

Something about integration and improving the species. However, he saw no point, as failing his "last year" despite having the required knowledge proved. And most of the siblings didn't either, given their behaviors at said institution.

Shu had no will to get up, or do anything, honestly. He'd lost count of how long they had all been faking a human existence but time had also lost meaning to him. Every day and night seemed to blend into one big, pointless, dull blob. Occasionally sprinkled with some good old terror and grief as spice. He tried not to think about that event and what led to it, to just push it aside and continue his way, even if he saw nowhere it could ever lead to.

Immortal life seemed like a curse more than a blessing most of the time; he didn't get why the humans they were supposed to resemble desired that so much; he certainly couldn't pretend he wanted to go on like Reiji, there was no point in that either.

[thefcguy]

A Prompt that came from a Challenge

(Well, not quite from the challenge of @natedogx15, but it motivated me to post it here)

 This is an AU that involves Indie Horror RPGs (I haven’t played all of those below, but I know the basic plot of most), Winx Club and Steven Universe. The AU of @ask-the-rpg-3 was what gave me the idea.

Besides the dimension of Earth, where us humans live on, there are a lot of different dimensions. Some of them are the Monster Realm, the Paintings Realm, Shadows Realm, Plants Realm, and, most importantly, the Sorcerers Realm.

The Sorcerers come from a Magic Dimension, and they are ruled by the three most powerful sorcerers, who are also immortal. Their society is harsh and cold, where you must obey all the rules if you don’t want to be punished.

These sorcerers, to get more and more powerful, travel from realm to realm to steal their mana/life essence, leaving these dimensions barren and lifeless.

A Sorceress, a long time ago, though, decided to fight for Earth and started a rebellion. Her name was Fran Bow, a sorcerer of the cosmos. Their group name was the Mages of Gaia.

The mages thought against the sorcerers to save the planet and managed to do that… but, there was a cost. The fourth leader needed to be eliminated.

Her three siblings were furious, and, on a last attempt, they cast a curse on most rebels, transforming all of the mages into monsters.

However, these mages left children with dormant magic blood, that only needed a small spark to be activated.

Fran, who protected herself with a powerful enchantment stayed alive and safe.

Years passed, and, for some mysterious reason, 4 descendants, after generations, unlocked their magical potential, and need to be trained by Fran Bow, specially considering the threat of more sorcerers coming back to Earth.

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Now that the story is explained, time to talk about the magic system. The magic system is similar to Winx, except that there is no difference between wizards, witches, and fairies. They are all sorcerers here with magic transformations (magic winx, enchantix and so on, but no wings).

The main 4 characters are:

- Sunny, the sorcerer of dreams (Omori): He has the power of manipulating Dream Energy (basically blue lantern powers), reading people’s thoughts and so on.

- Madotsuki, the sorceress of absorption (Yume Nikki): She can touch objects and absorb their abilities (like, touching a candle gives her fire powers. Yes, this ability is inspired on her effects of the game).

- Kris, the NB sorcerer of determination (Deltarune): his magic allows him to create a magical aura that enhances his natural abilities (he can get super-strengh and speed, as an example).

- Ib, the sorceress of plants (Ib): she can manipulate and create plans (but Fran is teaching her how to create portals between realms).

 The other characters are not quite their own selves, they are mostly Steven Universe Counterparts:

Fran Bow: Rose Quartz.

Mr. Midnight: Lion.

Ryo (Crowscare), sorcerer of light: Peridot.

Embry (It’s not me, it’s my basement), NB sorcerer of Crystals: Lapis (Being trapped in a mirror kept them as a child).

Amanda (Amanda the Adventurer), sorceress of shape: Bismuth. (Being Trapped on Mr Midnight kept her from aging too).

Aya (Mad Father), sorceress of death: Jasper.

Misfortune (Little Misfortune), sorceress of Dimensions: Pink Diamond.

Venna (Crowscare): White Diamond.

Rune (Crowscare): Blue Diamond.

Alfred (Mad Father): Yellow Diamond.

 The rest, I haven’t decided, but, the one writing it can come up with it.

Remembering that, in this universe: Omori good route events would have happened, Ib’s events wouldn’t have happened, Deltarune’s wouldn’t have happened either (and the monsters would live in their own realm), and Yume Nikki’s events, well… they are dreams that happen time and time again, so, they did, but can happen again (except the ending).

[dreamrecorder]

Welcome to White Train

Or alternatively,  There’s a Specific Train that Emmet Hates.

Summary: One of Giratina’s tendrils stabbed Ingo straight to the heart and every second of it happened oh so fast. Normally, Emmet would have screamed, shouted, cried for Ingo because that injury meant certain death. But ‘normal’ did not apply to Emmet anymore.

Instead, Emmet just sighed. Tired.

This is the 67th time Emmet failed. The 67th time he tried to keep Ingo safe and well.

AO3

Word Count: 4,521

Reminder: Please read the notes first before the content itself! And yes, the title is a reference to Omori but this is not an Omori AU! Platonic and Familial SubMas; No blankshipping thank you.

Notes: Yes, the title is a reference to Omori, but this is not an Omori AU. Anyway, this piece contains multiple major character deaths, but all in non-graphic violence. If you are still uncomfortable about these, just stop and leave. If you wish to continue, do it with caution. I am not responsible for any discomfort should you get any. Otherwise, happy reading!

Also! The piece uses 2nd person POV and you are Emmet. The story ignores canon of PLA since Emmet takes the protagonist’s place. Also, I took did some creative liberties about Arceus’s Plates.

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One of Giratina’s tendrils stabbed Ingo straight to the heart and every second of it happened oh so fast. His body colliding with Emmet’s in an attempt to bring the younger out of harm’s way. Every drop of blood escaping out of Ingo’s body, staining Emmet’s already dirty white coat. Normally, Emmet would have screamed, shouted, cried for Ingo because that injury meant certain death. But ‘normal’ did not apply to Emmet anymore.

Instead, Emmet just sighed. Tired.

This is the 67th time Emmet failed. The 67th time he tried to keep Ingo safe and well.

Emmet let Giratina stab him. A quick and painless death is better.

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Welcome to White Train.

You are Emmet; and you’ve been stuck here for a verrrrry long time.

To describe here, ‘here’ is the inside of a train fashioned in the image of the trains of your beloved Gear Station. While you love all kinds of trains with all your heart, you verrry much hate, despise, loathe, detest, abhor, dislike, execrate this Train with a capital T. It is no different from the other trains, but this Train is special. It is created by Them in order to imprison you.

This Train is your prison. Always moving, never ending. Cursed to never escape the dark tunnels its tracks run through. Cursed to never to return to its station… Home.

You hate it.

Anyway, who is Them? That would be Acreus.

Acreus? Why did Arceus imprison you? That would be because you destroyed one of Their plates. Intentionally. Therefore, mortally wounding the Immortal. And angering Them. Verrrrry much. They are displeased.

But! But! There is a but! There would be no reason for you to warrant your actions if They did not do something wrong, too, right? Right!

They promised that They would keep Him safe! In exchange, you did everything! Everything They asked for! You quelled the frenzied Nobles! You calmed Time and Space! You eased the relationship between the Diamond and the Pearl! You protected Hisui! You sought out all pokemon! You punished Their Bastard Son and its enabler! ALL. FOR. HIM.

AND WHAT HAPPENED?

HE. DIED.

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You must stay calm. Rage is never good. Never good, yup!

Look where it brought you. Stuck in these endless cars, stuck in these time loops every time you entered a new car, stuck in this cycle of waking and dying, and very much stuck in this unavoidable fate of Ingo dying and dying again. However, you are stubborn. You are determined. And also tired.

For now, you will rest in this 67th car for as long as you want. It could be minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, or years; anyhow, Time is now a lost concept to you thanks to the Diamond’s touch on this crafted prison, specifically made for you ❤️. For now, you want to take stock of what has transpired. From the 1st car all the way to the 67th, where you currently reside.

As a start, odd numbered cars lead you to Hisui and even numbered cars lead you to Unova. For both situations, you are always respawned 168 hours before Ingo dies (Hisui), or 168 hours before Ingo gets eeby deebied and dies while being eeby deebied (Unova). In the event that you managed to conduct Ingo away from His timely deaths, something else kills Him instead. Something Else being Anything. As In Anything. It can range from a simple accident of a missed move, an assassination attempt, earthquake, rapid onset of sickness, maimed by an Alpha, a bad case of possession from a malevolent ghost, a coconut falling to His head, tripping on the platform and proceeding to get railed by a train, you name it. In fact, you can name fifty-nine more given the sixty-seven time loops you have gone through.

And then, when your loop for that car ends, you are returned to that car, giving you some preparation time before entering the next car.

During the first couple of cars (that would be the 1st car until the 7th), to say the least, you were confused and bewildered. Questions of why and how are being thrown around in your head with no answers to silence them. But one thing for sure is that you were filled with brimming determination because back then, you viewed this Train as a track full of opportunities on saving Ingo. However, after witnessing Ingo keeping on dying all over and over again, you became frustrated. The emotional toll you experienced from the 1st to the 7th car made your performance for the 8th until the 19th car unsatisfactory. Ingo kept dying no matter how much you planned, organized, and thought about every possibility that can take your brother’s life.

On the 19th car, after the 19th loop, your frustrations bubbled into tears.

For the 20th car and 20th time loop, you, Emmet, decided to take a break. After all, maintenance is a must if one wished to perform at peak efficiency; and it is about time that you gave yourself some sort of maintenance.

You are Emmet. You entered the 20th car and you are respawned back to the point in your life, 168 hours before Ingo is taken to Hisui and die. There, you simply let things happen, mindless about what will happen after 168 hours. All you did that week was pull Ingo from work, convincing Him that you have already built up so much paid leave. The two of you went to places, travelled around Unova again, eating foods you haven’t tried, browsing through apparel stores, touring through the museums and galleries, playing the old arcade games that were the rage during your childhood, and visiting your true home, Anville Town.

It was as refreshing week, filled with new and happy memories that you knew you will treasure deep in your heart. It was such a refreshing week, you almost forgot what would happen tomorrow due for 5 hours, 36 minutes, and 12 seconds. The night before the dreaded day, you decided to sleep with your brother and you were overjoyed when He agreed.

Ingo wrapped His arms around your form, warm and safe, like always.

You are Emmet. On this 20th time loop, you allowed yourself to sleep in love, in peace, and in ignorance. You decided to save your tears for when you return to the Train.

You woke up to the darkness and coldness surrounding your body as well as the sound of wailing pokemon from the kitchen.

Ah, so it already happened.

You did not even bother getting up, wishing to drown more within what’s left of the warmth from the other side of the bed.

You let the Them kill you and take you back to the Train, back to the 20th car.

You cried of a verrrrry long time, yup! But you knew you needed it. Crying is healthy and indicates that your emotional responses to stress and death(s) are normal! Therefore, you are normal. But as you continue your way from the 21st car until the car you are currently in, the concept of ‘Normal’ begins to fade away. What used to be feelings of anguish coursing through you every time Ingo dies became feelings of emptiness. Honestly, at this point, sometimes you do not know if you are doing… this- whatever this is- for the sake of your brother’s life or for the sake of yourself in escaping this Reality They have made to trap you in eternity.

Heck- you do not even know how come your sanity is still intact. But you intend to keep it that way. You do not want to lose to Them. You do not want to give Them the satisfaction that you are beginning to lose hope. You will not allow it. You will not allow your Ideals to dwindle out like a dying flame, that is your Truth.

That is why, for the 68th car, you will take a rest in Unova.

You stood up from the cold floor, dusted off your coat, fixed your cap, and went straight to the sliding door leading to the 68th car, to the 68th time loop, to Ingo’s 68th death.

You are Emmet. 168 hours before Ingo’s eeby deeby incident, that point in your life started with you waking from a nap in your shared office in the Subway. You took a look around; a calendar, a clock, a corkboard, a printer, a coffee maker, columns of drawers, stacks of papers, and eventually, Ingo’s desk.

You want to see Ingo right now, but after witnessing your brother’s 67th death, you decide seeing Ingo alive and well right now will not do good for your heart. You might become a crying mess and you are not in the mood for that. You love your brother dear, yes. You want to spend time with him as you rest for this 68th time loop, yes. But for some reason, you reeeeally do not want to see Him right now. Seeing Him alive just as hurts as seeing Him dying. Seeing Him alive like nothing ever happened gives you a certain frustration of why only me? Why am I the only one who is suffering? I thought we promised to do everything together? I thought we are a two-car train? I thought we will never leave each other? I thou-

“Emmet?”

Your train of thought was interrupted by Ingo’s entrance. Your back straightened, your hand raising to a wave and you gave him a verrry pleasant, “Hello, Ingo! How was your morning in the Singles?”

Ingo observed you from head to toe; He knew. You are being too stiff, Emmet. You are letting your frustrations towards your brother boil over and that is not nice. He does not have to know about your state of being.

“Emmet,” the worried tone in His voice had you cringing internally, you do not want to be the cause of His worries. “What happened? Did I wrong you in some way?”

Oh dear, that worried tilt in His voice is making your emotions do a somersault because everything is so wrong- you have no idea, Ingo. I’m so tired seeing you get killed and die again and again and again. Do you have any idea how much I’ve seen you di-

“Nothing is wrong, brother dear!” You lied and Ingo raised a brow.

“That is not the Truth and you know that, Emmet.”

“Even Lies can be Truths if your Ideals are strong enough for those Lies, Ingo!” You shouted desperately. Sixty-seven loops worth of frustration suddenly pouring out of you. You wanted to reason yourself that your Ingo is alive when, in fact, He is verry dead! Every time you see Ingo alive, it’s a lie! These cycles and loops are lies and you desperately want these Lies to be Truths because you just want Your Ingo back with you! I want my brot-

Ingo’s eyes widened at your outburst, alarmed by your sudden display of defensiveness indicated by your clenched fists and elevated shoulders. But as quickly as His surprise came, He operated Himself to a calmer display in order to attend to you.

“You basically admitted that you are lying, Emmet.” Ingo replied gently, sensing your emotions of despair that spilling from your eyes,

When He placed a calming hand on your shoulder, you broke. Sixty-seven loops worth of anguish, despair, pain, and hurt fully washing over you, Emmet.

During the entire 67 time loops, you never cried to Ingo. So being wrapped up in His coat and His arms, and being grounded by His body set fresh new waves of tears pour from your eyes. You did not want to make Him worried, but look what you did. You are Emmet; and you are crying, you are losing your breath, you are shivering, you are letting your frustrations control you, you are staining His clothes with snot and tears, you are hearing but not quite listening to His words of comfort. You are missing Him, desperately.

“I’m so tired…” you croaked and hiccupped, barely getting the words out of your mouth.

“I know,” Ingo whispered back, as if He truly knows what’s going on while cradling your shaking form.

That’s a Lie and how you wish it to be true; that Ingo knows how much you’re going through. This thought makes you cry harder.

It took a while, but soon enough you were simply a gasping mess with a red nose, a pair of red eyes, and a pair of puffy cheeks. Your head is in shambles but, somehow one idea remained clear despite your hazy grasp around reality.

“Do you wish to tell me about your distress, Emmet?”

You slowly nodded. It won’t hurt to tell Him, right? About everything? It really won’t change anything because nothing can do anything about this prison They have put you in. You have nothing to lose.

You shakily pulled yourself away from your brother’s embrace and began talking (albeit, shakily at first). You told Him about the original timeline; how He ended up in Hisui and lost His memories; how You travelled across regions to find a way to get to Him; how you made a deal with Arceus that you would do everything They asked and in exchange, They will keep Him safe and returned to Unova; how you reunited and stayed with your brother in Hisui; how Giratina killed your brother; how you gripped the Azure Flute with anger; how you met Arceus in Their world and how you unleashed your fury at Them, breaking one of Their plates; how They trapped you in the Train to suffer from the endless time loops each car brought.

You told your brother everything- what happened from the 1st car all the way to the 67th. There were tears shed from your brother every now and then, especially when you tried describing the specific deaths that really brought you down; All of his 67 deaths, you relayed, and how you also died following His. The pain of His and your deaths, all bringing you down; Your emotions are affecting Him. But ultimately, Ingo listened to your every word with love and understanding.

Hours have passed since you’ve began this crying session, giving you 165 hours, 54 minutes, and 33 seconds left until the promised time of Ingo’s death. The two of you have long forgotten about work as the both of you just simply laid down on the floor, side by side with hands intertwined. But Ingo did not care, He is more determined to devote his attention to you because clearly, your suffering is greater than what the future has in store for Him.

“Emmet,” Ingo whispered breaking you from your depressed reverie, “I know you want to take a break for this 68th loop,” you noticed how He winced at the number, “but have you tried doing some sort of research about your own predicament?”

“I- no, I didn’t,” you admitted, “I was- still am- too focused on saving you rather than saving myself from my prison.”

Ingo mulled over your words as He mindlessly drew circles around your knuckles with his thumb.

“We’ll rest today and tomorrow, then the day after, would you like to do some research?”

Nothing will change, you thought to yourself, but for your brother, you are willing to try. So, you agreed.

Silence once again enveloped the two of you, but you know your twin. You can hear His mind loud and clear.

“I am Emmet,” you started, “Your mind is noisy. I can hear the gears in your head turning.”

“Emmet, whose mind will not be busy thinking about what you experienced? Even a person who doesn’t think your story true will also mull over about it.”

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“Do you believe me?”

The question made your brother sit up in haste and looked at you like He was offended. It was a funny sight.

“Of course I believe in you, Emmet! You’re not one to lie on something this serious it’s just… Why tell me only now?”

You chuckled a bit at the question, “The Emmet 3 hours and 36 minutes before this doesn’t know as I can only respawn 168 hour-

“That’s not what I meant, Emmet,” Ingo cut you off, “I meant why now? Why tell me this far in? On this 68th?”

You looked up at the ceiling and thought why? Why did you only tell him now? You thought through this for quite some time, but only one answer can come up in your mind. You sighed. You are Emmet, and you did not like this answer.

“There is no point, I suppose,” you said carefully, “Nothing would change even if I told you during the earlier loops. Especially if They are involved, a literal god, who controls my Reality where no one remembers and no one knows what happened, happening, and will happen.”

The answer made your brother furious. You can feel His anger quietly bubble inside, but He kept his tone level as to not scare you.

“Emmet,” the way He said your name felt like a slice from a very sharp knife, his voice failing to stay level. “What do you mean there is no point? This changes everything! It may not be big, but at least you can get help rather than bearing this all alone! An example is rather than keeping me in the dark, I would become more prepared on what’s coming for me, hence lightening your burden on keeping me safe!”

“Then what?” You challenged, “Ingo, you have a literal death flag with a timer over your head. Even if I, as you said it, get help or make you prepared, your death is unavoidable because even if I save you from your timed death, Something Else will kill you instead afterwards.”

Ingo was about to retort but you cut Him off- not wanting this argument to escalate more.

“I wouldn’t bother asking for help if I know that the Reality I am in is made so that no one can help because literally no one remembers or knows what’s happening to me in these time loops, Ingo.  I wouldn’t.”

Again, silence blanketed over the two of you. There was tension at first, mostly coming from your brother. But as He slowly processed your words, His mind has come to a silent agreement with itself that your words ring True. His death is unavoidable, proven by how many times you’ve tried to save him. But still-

“The fact you’re still telling me all this means that you want- need me to act on something because you know I won’t just sit here in silence and wait for our deaths to come.”

You smiled. That’s True. “I suppose if I need in anything, it’s me needing therapy for my sanity and mental health,” you said jokingly but Ingo did not find that funny.

“Emmet…”

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“Try viewing this in my perspective, would you? It gets tiring you see… You see your family and friends all happy with you, but you’re never quite happy with them because they don’t know anything you are going through. It creates this feeling of… separation…”

“An isolation,” Ingo finished. “You’re all alone in these loops.”

“Exactly,” you agreed. “So, I am most likely telling all this to you is because… I just want someone to understand me, even if that understanding only lasts for a single loop. That’s all I can ask for.”

You spent the first two days after your respawning with Ingo within the comforts of your home. Just baking some cookies, playing uno, watching train documentaries. When those two days are done, the two of you dived into online libraries, research articles, journals. You two would have preferred to do research within Sinnoh, where Acreus mainly resides, but you can’t bring yourself to pack your things and go somewhere when you just want to stay at home. Even Ingo is a bit reluctant to dive into research when He was the one who proposed it. Somehow, the two of you made a silent agreement between yourselves that spending time with each other is more important, especially now both knowing what’s to come.

Might as well spend Ingo’s final moments in peace, knowing that He at least provided some comfort to you before you began the next cycle and before He forgets everything again.

In the grand scheme of things, Ingo being aware doesn’t change things, but how you are so wrong.

For the first time in the 68 time loops, you, Emmet died first before Ingo. This is not Their intention, nor written in the programming of the Train that usually takes you after Ingo dies.

It was a simple hit-and-run accident.

You, Emmet, experienced being hurt to the point of dying- but damn did this hurt. And the fact that Ingo witnessed it and is currently crying over you hurt even more.

It should be you who’s holding a dying Ingo, not the other way around. You never wanted Him to experience the death of a loved one.

Your consciousness was fading in and out, vision becoming a void, ears failing to receive whispers of Emmet, please… Emmet, I love you so so much… Emmet, remember that… Emmet, remember that you are loved and you are not alone in this… Emmet, your brother’s got you, I’m not going anywhere… Emmet, please come back… Emmet, know that I won’t forget you ever… Emmet, I know you’ll win… You’ll get out of this… Emmet, please if you can still h-hear me… Please stop trying to save me and just save yourself out of the Train…

Emmet, please…

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Welcome to Black Train.

You are Ingo; and you’ve been stuck here for quite some time.

Not as long as Emmet, though. With the power of the Mind within you, you can faintly tell that Emmet is on his 72nd car. You are on your fourth.

Knowing that Emmet is progressing despite what happened on the 68th brought you comfort. He did not give up.

Now, one must be wondering how you ended up ‘here’? ‘Here,’ being the interior of a train fashioned like the trains you and Emmet have at your beloved Gear Station. The only difference is that this Train’s color schemes are much darker and it doesn’t run underground. In fact, its tracks run on and on in an expanse of endless white and just white. There is nothing to interrupt the continuous white you see outside the windows.

You ended up here because you angered Arceus.

After the ordeal of the 68th, Emmet’s death made you feel determined and demanding for answers. At that time, you still had 4 days before your death so you quickly flew to Sinnoh, stole the Azure flute, and went straight to the Their temple.

At first you were… amiable and willing to talk it out with Arceus, but when They displayed displeasure over the mention of your twin’s name and reasoned that punishment is necessary for what your twin has done in breaking Their plate, you were raging. You questioned when would His imprisonment end, but Arceus simply said that there was none. There was no end. They reasoned that damaging a Plate can cause the most grievous consequences to the world; hence, those who are capable of damaging Their Plates should be locked and chained in a separate Reality in order to keep the Plates and by extension, the world, safe.

The line of reasoning made you think. If Emmet damaged a plate, then how come the world is not in shambles?

You found your answer when you damaged two of Their Plates, making the Immortal much weaker than when Emmet confronted Them.

With what’s left of Arceus’s power and with the help of Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina, they created a Train for you, too. Not to punish, no, but to contain.

You see, the Plates are simply just physical containers to hold the energies and the elements of the world. So, when the containers are destroyed, the energy they hold has to go somewhere, yes? You had your theories before confronting Arceus, and it seems one of them stands correct. It’s possible to absorb the escaped energy and Emmet must have unconsciously absorbed the energy of the Plate He destroyed. As long as the current container of the energy remains intact (and alive in Emmet’s and your case), the world is safe. This is probably why They kept you and Emmet alive rather than death as punishment.

Absorbing the energies hurt at first, but once you absorb one kind of energy, absorbing the next becomes easier.

With Arceus being severely weakened, containing you- who is suddenly brimming with power, would be the best option rather than attempting to take the energies from you. Until Their strength returns and They are ready to take back the energies of the Plates, you and Emmet are contained in your respective Trains.

And until then, you will resign yourself to these loops as you plot on how you would take the rest of Arceus’s Plates.

Right now, you have the energies of the Zap and Mind Plate, and based on process of elimination while battling Arceus, Emmet has the Flame Plate.

You chose the Zap Plate because the electricity reminds you of Emmet, simple as that. And as for the Mind Plate…

You would have preferred the Draco Plate, that way you might have some sort of control over Dialga, Palkia, and even Giratina to release you from your prison since they also have a touch in crafting this Train and are Dragons. But for now, the Mind Plate will suffice as it gave you the ability to sense more of the Reality you and Emmet are in. From what you have gathered, you are both trapped in the same kind of Realities, but separate. Thanks to the Mind Plate, you can sense Emmet’s presence even if it’s so faint. Hopefully, maybe the Mind Plate can also help you establish a line of communication to your twin.

Patience is the game, you realized. Until Arceus comes to either you or Emmet to reclaim the energies of the Plates, you are stuck here in this Reality.

You are not worried. Not at all.

You are Ingo. You are determined and your Ideals are steadfast. Just as Emmet have said, even Ideals, no matter how far from the Truth they can be, can be the Truth if one’s Ideals are strong enough. Being reunited once more and living in peace with Him is your Ideal and will eventually become The Truth. You know Emmet shares these Beliefs. And if Ideals and Truth comes together, these Beliefs will become their Will.

To be together again is their Ideal, their Truth, and their Will;

And their Will be done,

Arceus be damned.

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Auby!

Did some experimenting, I think this is gonna be my AU design for her-

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The only other adult in the group is a ghost so Hero has to take care of all the important stuff himself

(Might post more AU doodles like this in the future, I'm gonna be putting any of my posts specific to this AU under the "#omori curse of immortality au" tag now)

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I posted this video before I made this blog but I figured this might as well be my first post here lol

This is mostly just a storyboard for something I probably won't finish but I'm still kinda happy with how it came out

Don't mind that Basil's hair changes with every scene he's in, I did half of this without references

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I’d need to write a whole-ass book explaining some of this shit. It’s been built up bit by bit over the course of maybe ten months now. Just to explain why someone has a second form, which uh, the void ate a person and turned them into something I can’t even describe within reason (still a normal human kinda, with the exception of… wait no that’s… okay I give up. Yada yada “this emptiness will consume unhindered but unlike the former it can be harnessed” and I’d still need to explain what “the former” is supposed to be as well), I’d need to go back eight months which is practically just skipping the exposition and explaining it from the ground floor up to the top.

But some stuff shouldn’t need as much of an explanation so if I can ever bring myself to, I might post those.

In the meantime uhhh… Here’s some doodles that I’ve already kinda explained before. I drew it all from memory (like most of my other doodle pages) so I apologize if some of the designs are off. Also some of them do have designs that are intentionally different. I was gonna put more on it but didn’t really get around to that qwp

I have a lot of art but it’s all relevant to my AU and would probably just look like random bullshit I threw on OMORI characters without a ton of context so I don’t know if I should share it and now I’m conflicted

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It’s mostly just in my head, but since you’re the second person to show interest in it I think I’ll ramble a little- (warning: I did not ramble “a little”. There are several paragraphs of information under the cut lmfao)

Stuff About My Omori AU

One of my Omori AUs is called Curse of Immortality. I’m only just now realizing that the fact that I was hyperfixating on Rain World before Omori might have something to do with part of the idea lmao (Headspace cycles and finding a solution to living forever)

It’s basically an occult AU where very not normal occurrences happen on a regular basis. Why? Because supernaturals attract supernaturals, and the group is gradually becoming anything but a normal friend group.

Sunny literally cannot die as the AU’s name might imply

Mari’s back with the group but she’s a ghost

This means Hero is dating a ghost, and he’s trying to learn healing magic although it’s not getting very far

Kel’s also trying to learn magic. Hehe zap

Basil has plant magic and his eyes are a genetic built-in flashlight

Aubrey is an arsonist pyromancer and may have been bitten by a werewolf

So uh. Yeah magic is a thing and everyone in the main cast has it in some form. There are also paranormal creatures (mainly Somethings in the real world that everyone can see, but it’s exclusive to Faraway Town), some cult I haven’t expanded on much, and parallel universes/mindscapes (namely Headspace).

It would take me all day to explain everything, so here’s some additional notable info and trivia:

Headspace is a real place and its residents are real people. Basil and Mari can visit it with Sunny’s permission.

Kel has a small fixation with lockpicking (for reasons I might explain later on), and Kim can open pretty much any window in Faraway Town from the outside. Together they are an absolute menace and your safe space is theirs to enter, so don’t think locking the door is gonna keep them out. They will catch you being sad and bombard you with dumbassery to cheer you up no matter where you are.

Mari, Sunny, and Basil are kind of the main three in this AU. They also have masks that turn them into cats, A Whisker Away style.

Hero still studies to be a doctor but he’s switched to a psychology major and his friends being in the absolute gutter of mental health motivates him.

Mari has the ability to sort of visually shapeshift? She mainly switches between being Something and being spirit Mari, but she can also turn into Hellmari and… a slice of toast. Like what you see in the Red Maze. She occasionally uses it to tease Sunny. He hates it but feels like he doesn’t have a right to complain so he puts up with it anyway.

Omori and Stranger are their own people, and now that the truth has been revealed and Sunny just visits Headspace as himself, they find themselves with a lack of purpose. They know Sunny and Basil hate it when they fight so they’ve tried to find common ground in protecting them, but they still argue a ton. It’s like Kel and Aubrey fighting but more hostile :’)

In White Space people can talk by thinking, so that’s how conversations work there most of the time. This includes Mewo. It also makes it the main site of arguments between Omori and Stranger. The light bulb was sort of replaced, and burns brighter whenever Omori is upset. Stranger hates how bright it gets whenever he’s around which makes him more irritable and only fuels the fire. Mewo is sick of their bullshit.

Aubrey doesn’t have much money, but she does have a network and from that she has a way of getting what she wants. By this I mean her two friend groups are very willing to give her information on how to not pay for shit XD She’s also very good at navigating and finding places that are well-hidden, for example a crawlspace in Basil’s house and an old storeroom behind Othermart where cats gather and do what most can only describe as plotting.

The cats also have a network, but it’s a literal one. If you can somehow communicate with cats then random strays are very good information sources… As long as it’s something they can learn through observation. No opposable thumbs and all.

I find it funny how in the good ending of Omori, Sunny says "I have to tell you something" but in one of my AUs half an hour later it's "I have to show you Something" and then basically this

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Some vague implications along the lines of things that’d fall under “general omori content warnings” below the cut but nothing was really said directly. Also more rambling from me lol

Fun thing (not really from a character’s standpoint), Mari is not the only Something. Her full title as a Something would be “Something in the Wind/Something Behind You”. Somethings are creatures that manifest from the troubles of the residents of Faraway Town, and since nobody is truly untroubled, everyone has one. Usually people who are generally fine only have Little Ones. Hero has his own version of Something in the Walls. Not everyone calls them “Somethings”, and they’re treated kind of like urban legends and are referred to by many names.

Sunny being unable to die is sort of a major conflict point. Like imagine having trouble finding a reason to even want to live to next week and yet the world didn’t ask and now he’s gonna outlive all his friends too. At least they can probably come visit like Mari does. And to clarify, it isn’t true immortality, so he can technically “die” but always wakes up again.

Kim is treated as a part of the main group a lot of the time because Aubrey likes to drag her along. She gets along with everyone at least somewhat, but aside from Aubrey she gets along with Kel best surprisingly. He’s always the first one to jump on the chaos train lmao

The cult I mentioned is its own thing, kind of a run of the mill RPG cult sorts thing (it can probably be compared to something in an Elder Scrolls game because I keep unintentionally taking inspiration from it gjskfjdmflejwmffkdk) but they have guns and vans and always travel in groups of four. I don’t have much information on them right now other than Mari has turned into Hellmari to scare them off a couple of times and a few of them fear her which I find funny-

I have a habit of making “I do what I want” AUs with my current hyperfixations, although I never really share them unless they’re almost entirely OC-based. They’re just a form of self-entertainment, and by not sharing them I don’t have to be afraid of judgement and don’t have to change things for other people, so I can do whatever I feel comfortable with. By sharing this information I’m definitely stepping outside of my comfort zone, but if it makes other people happy that makes me happy. ^^’

Since it’s a personal AU I don’t think I’ll ever make it into a comic or a fanfic, but I do have a handful of drawings if you’d like to see those-

I find it funny how in the good ending of Omori, Sunny says "I have to tell you something" but in one of my AUs half an hour later it's "I have to show you Something" and then basically this

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Definitely direct mentions of the “typical Omori warnings” type content this time- Also responding to each paragraph once again ghdjfsjdkkv (at least the ones I know I can expand on or have something to comment about)

I did not know they were called “Little Basils” in the files- I am definitely going to do something with this information o.o (At some point anyway. Not tonight because I have other plans-) I haven’t designed Hero’s version of Something in the Walls yet but I plan on basing it on any information I can get on why he’s afraid of spiders and what it is about them that scares him.

Sunny doesn’t really end up thinking he’s dead, he knows it’s not going to work and sort of sees it as an extreme form of self-punishment. Mari’s really the only other person aware of this and as I’m sure you can imagine she does not like it at all.

While I have yet to be comfortable with talking about everything in the AU in a public post (I don’t even know why lol) if you’re up for it I’d be more than willing to talk to you about it in DMs or something more direct- It’s kinda nice getting to open up about something I normally keep to myself ^^’

Here’s hoping I can fit all the images— The further down it is, the older it is, and generally the more outdated it is :’) The doodles were drawn without references so some characters may look awful or be hard to recognize XwX

I find it funny how in the good ending of Omori, Sunny says "I have to tell you something" but in one of my AUs half an hour later it's "I have to show you Something" and then basically this