Beyond the Illusions
Alright, you absolute legends—or degenerates, depending on the day—welcome to Beyond the Illusions, a 10-minute shitshow where one dude’s birthday goes from “my ex dumped me” to “am I tripping balls or is that lava?” I’m dVlpr, the sleep-deprived lunatic who puked this mess into existence over 55 hours of caffeine and regret, then “remastered” it with 25 more hours of “why the hell am I doing this?” No fancy GITIA VI budget here—just glitchy vibes, broken dreams, and a big ol’ “screw polish” attitude. Meet Dan, a walking disaster whose day spirals into a fever dream of breakup blues, creepy-ass forests, and lava hops that’d make a platformer pro cry “where’s the save point?” It’s packed with crude quips—pineapple pizza lovers, you’re on notice—and meta bullshit that’ll make you wonder if I was dropped as a baby. Picture dick-shaped caves, hallucinated weirdness, and choices where you’re either a badass or a pussycat whining about your ex. I built this in a haze of free sound effects (wet farts, anime moans, you name it) and my fake band’s tunes, Glitchpocalypse. It’s short, it’s unhinged, it’s got more “WTF” than your last Twitter scroll. Love it, hate it, whatever—just play it, then go hit a bar or rethink your life choices. Mic drop, bitches.
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Alright, you absolute legends—or degenerates, depending on the day—welcome to Beyond the Illusions, a 10-minute shitshow where one dude’s birthday goes from “my ex dumped me” to “am I tripping balls or is that lava?” I’m dVlpr, the sleep-deprived lunatic who puked this mess into existence over 55 hours of caffeine and regret, then “remastered” it with 25 more hours of “why the hell am I doing this?” No fancy GITIA VI budget here—just glitchy vibes, broken dreams, and a big ol’ “screw polish” attitude. Meet Dan, a walking disaster whose day spirals into a fever dream of breakup blues, creepy-ass forests, and lava hops that’d make a platformer pro cry “where’s the save point?” It’s packed with crude quips—pineapple pizza lovers, you’re on notice—and meta bullshit that’ll make you wonder if I was dropped as a baby. Picture dick-shaped caves, hallucinated weirdness, and choices where you’re either a badass or a pussycat whining about your ex. I built this in a haze of free sound effects (wet farts, anime moans, you name it) and my fake band’s tunes, Glitchpocalypse. It’s short, it’s unhinged, it’s got more “WTF” than your last Twitter scroll. Love it, hate it, whatever—just play it, then go hit a bar or rethink your life choices. Mic drop, bitches.
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