“Inside a dream, I laugh, and the world laughs with me
Inside a dream, I forget, and the world forgets with me
Inside a dream, I am the world
Hello, world!”
Full of itself to an almost comical degree, yet all the more brutal and real exactly because of this contrast.
Following the thematic input of the first game, the struggle within, against the antipathetic world of false Gods, goes on, this time without even tip-toeing around the subject matter but ramming at full train speed into Charlotte’s reality, in her quest for free will. How does the world reflects in her eyes? Is it bleak, foggy and disgusting, or a wonderful, brighter place worth fighting for? For hope.
Inside a dream, I forget, and the world forgets with me
Inside a dream, I am the world
Hello, world!”
Full of itself to an almost comical degree, yet all the more brutal and real exactly because of this contrast.
Following the thematic input of the first game, the struggle within, against the antipathetic world of false Gods, goes on, this time without even tip-toeing around the subject matter but ramming at full train speed into Charlotte’s reality, in her quest for free will. How does the world reflects in her eyes? Is it bleak, foggy and disgusting, or a wonderful, brighter place worth fighting for? For hope.