Подпалящимсолнцем (2) - Under the Scorching Sun, Bcreccndtyysqhfq

[All the post processing is recreatable in-game]. It's up to you if you want to accept the invitation

Defining this style is extremely difficult; yabujin-core, while quite close does not take into account the detachment from yabujin's visual and music style, being far more abstract and comprising of mostly light rather than the more representational use of video game aesthetics in yabujin's case to conceive unfamiliarity

Attempting to deconstruct and reconstruct this (failed mainly because of old copy) was probably the most mental experience I have ever had building in GD. Dovens of invisible barriers everywhere, physically impossible parts caused by physics bugs. I like to compare Подпалящимсолнцем (2) to the Amazon rainforest, as they share many descriptors. Dark, sinister, unrelenting, brutal, but slowly decaying and devouring itself alive. My finger is likened to a machete, cutting down the overgrowth in this level as I traverse the layers of impregnable barriers. In doing this, am I no better than a logger, or a purely self-serving adventurer? I thought. Partially another reason I stopped working on restoring this level. Yet I still find some solace in the beauties that enshrine untold behemoths residing here, whether natural or cosmic. I can barely make out the near hysterical vocalisations throughout the first song, Подпалящимсолнцем, but I have been somewhat able to make out "по-своему", which translates to "in my own way". Speaks for itself, really. These dancing lights have a pulse and breath of their own, and by the end, they consume you.

Above all else, you will lose yourself

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