Alone in the depths, you see nothing. You wait, and wait, until a mirage forms. Is it the memory of a knife, or a caress? It makes no difference; you lunge forward and grasp it. Grasp at every little piece falling from the surface that you can, for that is what makes you yourself.

Greetings! Build 11 is now out on Patreon and SubscribeStar. It consists of a 12k words long chapter, 17 new sprites, and 5 new CGs. The curtains open both to Act III and the full truth. What awaits us beyond the depths?

We're certain you'll enjoy this chapter. Until next time!