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As you walk through the Collective Dream, you can’t help but feel like you’re being watched. Every surface seems to hold a memory of someone who came before you. The air is sweet with a metallic taste, like blood mixed with water. It’s as if the dream itself is tasting you, trying to figure out who you are. The underwater cathedral rises up around you, its geometry impossible to understand. The arches curve like ribs, and the stained-glass windows shimmer with colors that change when you blink. It’s like the Dream is painting its own memories, trying to make sense of things. You feel the weight of prophecy bearing down on you, a reminder that your future is already written. But with each step, you feel a sense of rebellion, a refusal to let destiny decide your path. The Dream reacts to your defiance, changing the corridors and echoing with distant voices. You see figures in diver suits, their silhouettes drifting like prayers in the water. They’re the remnants of those who came before you, their stories lost in the Dream’s currents. You can almost hear their footsteps, overlapping with yours, a rhythm of past and present. Then you come to a garden, framed by a ghostly doorway. The air is serene, a fragment of Eden in the midst of a nightmare. Flowers glow with soft bioluminescence, their petals trembling as if they’re reacting to your breath. The Dream is watching you, evaluating you, wondering what you’ll do next. Will you become just another echo, or will you forge a new path? The Word says that flesh and blood can’t inherit its kingdom, but you’re alive, dreaming, and resisting. Every creature you face, every relic you find, every whisper of prophecy you hear is part of a larger question: will you accept the role written for you, or will you carve out a new one? The Dream is asking you to make a choice, to decide who you’ll be and what you’ll do. The corridors are shifting, the echoes are growing louder, and the figures in diver suits are watching you. The garden is a haven, a place of peace in the midst of chaos. But even here, you can feel the weight of prophecy, the pressure to make a decision. You’re not just walking through the Collective Dream; you’re creating a new path, one that’s yours alone. The question is, what will you do with it? The Word may have written your future, but you’re the one who’s living it. You’re the one who’s dreaming, resisting, and rebelling. The Dream is a test, a challenge to see what you’re made of. Will you rise to the challenge, or will you let destiny decide your path? The choice is yours, and yours alone. The Collective Dream is waiting for your answer, its corridors shifting, its echoes growing louder. What will you do?
As I delve deeper into the Dream, its logic starts to unravel, like a story trying to rewrite its own narrative. The scenery around me shifts – from grand cathedrals to lush forests, and then to abandoned towns where the buildings seem to have a life of their own. I feel the Dream tugging at my awareness, reminding me that this world is built on the collective fears, hopes, and sacrifices of thousands who came before me. Every corrupted figure I encounter feels like a distorted reflection of someone who once believed in salvation. Their movements are jerky, their forms twisted by some dark prophecy, yet I sense that there’s still a hint of humanity lurking beneath the corruption – echoes of dreamers who tried to resist The Word and were reshaped by its influence. When I defeat them, the Dream responds with a surge of energy, allowing me to absorb their abilities. It’s an intimate, unsettling feeling – like inheriting the last fragments of their will. Each new weapon I wield carries the faint impression of the noble spirit trapped within it, and I can feel their memories brushing against my thoughts as I fight. The Dream seems to be guiding me, but I’m not sure if it’s testing me or not. The deeper I travel, the more treacherous the world becomes. Forests twist into labyrinths, cathedrals collapse into caverns, and the sky fractures into mirrored shards that reflect futures I haven’t lived yet. I feel the prophecy tightening around me, like a script trying to force itself into my mind. But something inside me pushes back, insisting that fate is not a cage, but a suggestion. When I reach a chamber filled with relics of fallen martyrs, the air vibrates with a low hum. I sense their stories lingering in the artifacts – grief, hope, defiance, surrender. Touching them feels like touching the heartbeat of the Dream itself. I realize that every step I take is rewriting the prophecy in ways The Word never intended. The Dream is watching, waiting, wondering whether I will become its salvation or its next tragedy. The lines between reality and the Dream are blurring, and I’m not sure what’s real and what’s not. But I know that I have to keep moving forward, no matter how treacherous the path may be. The Dream is a puzzle, and I’m just starting to uncover its secrets. With each step, I feel like I’m getting closer to the truth – but the truth is, I’m not sure what I’m looking for. All I know is that I have to keep pushing forward, into the heart of the Dream, no matter what lies ahead. As I journey deeper into the Dream, I start to notice that the corrupted figures I encounter are not just mindless beasts – they’re echoes of people who once had hopes and dreams, just like me. They’re reminders that even in the darkest of times, there’s always a glimmer of humanity lurking beneath the surface. And I start to wonder – what happened to them? What drove them to this point? And what can I do to stop the same thing from happening to me? The Dream is full of questions, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever find the answers. But I know that I have to keep trying, no matter what. The Dream is a mystery, and I’m just starting to uncover its secrets. With each step, I feel like I’m getting closer to the truth – but the truth is, I’m not sure what I’m looking for. All I know is that I have to keep pushing forward, into the heart of the Dream, no matter what lies ahead. The Dream is watching, waiting, wondering whether I will become its salvation or its next tragedy. And I’m not sure what the outcome will be – but I know that I have to try.
Features include:
- Brave the Kingdom Warped by Dreams – Explore a vast, interconnected world of a corrupted collective dream. Discover holy cathedrals, lush forests, and abandoned towns of a dying kingdom as you seek a way to quell the influence of the Collective Dream.
- Expand Your Arsenal – Assemble an arsenal of weapons wielded by noble spirits ensnared within the dream. Weave intricate combinations of attacks to fight nightmarish foes and utilize each weapon in a special way to traverse the environment. Relics can empower each weapon in unique and powerful ways.
- Harness the Power of Fallen Dreamers – You are far from the first Dreamer to step into this world. Collect the holy artifacts of fallen martyrs, corrupted beyond recognition by The Word, and unleash your full potential in both combat and exploration.
- Gorgeous Pixel-Art Aesthetic – From picturesque to grotesque, each location has its own ambience and feel, decorated with detailed hand-crafted backdrops. Each boss has a distinctive personality, emphasized not only by the story, but also by dozens of unique animations and environmental interactions.
- Fully Voiced-Over Characters & Atmospheric OST – Being & Becoming features a diverse cast of charming and terrifying voice-acted characters and bosses. The soundtrack is filled with dynamic and atmospheric tracks that are both shaped by and directly shape gameplay.
- The Word is Inevitable – As you know, I have already written: flesh and blood cannot inherit my kingdom. You shall not all sleep, but you shall all be changed when my last trumpet sounds. Yet here you are, asleep and ensnared within The Collective Dream. Let me wake you and change this perishable body into something imperishable to destroy the wicked false prophet who has trapped you here.
Why does the Word fear the quiet defiance growing inside your journey? How does prophecy press against your awareness with every step you take? Why does the Dream bend around your choices as you move deeper? Find out when Being and Becoming comes soon to PC via Steam.
Also, you can play the Being and Becoming Demo now.
Enjoy the trailer — until the Rift opens again, know that you’re appreciated.
