are we all nothing but numbers?

"Love will make you glad,"
she said. It made me suffer.
How could pain heal me?

Almost made me cry.
And that's exeptional. I
needed that. Thank you.

Can't... stop... playing!

Why would I wan't to? This is utterly, overwhelmingly, completely, OMFG-ly, amazingly A-MA-ZING!!! (and I've had waaaay too much coffee...)

The freak was ridiculously easy after the boar-guy, though...

OK, but I have to stop here. No time to write, gotta play it again!

Nice..

Pleasant. Not really challenging and kinda short.
I liked how you used Kipling's poem. But it felt kinda irrelevant. Where were you going with it?
"Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!"?
He won't be posessing/being anything...
Well, I'm probably just overanalyzing...

Loved(!) it.

Artistic and authentic. Beautiful in all of it's simplicity. Calming, yet unsettling. Dark with a shade of light (now that's a strange idea.)

I only wished that the character would be something less... tangible. In an ethereal story (I'm avoiding the word ´game´. It just doesn't fit this.) like this, I think, the character shouldn't look like a overweight, badly sunburnt pikachu with it's tail cut off...

But that's just nitpicking. Otherwise, I really enjoyed this.

And please, don't make a sequel. The story is perfect just the way it is now, unique, one of a kind.