![]() Hyper Light Drifter eschews exposition outside of tutorial snippets. But you muster the vigor to press on anyway. Doubled over coughing and vomiting blood, you too are on your last legs. Centuries, perhaps millennia, after the apocalypse, you find that the earth clutches its secrets and its history with the last of its fading strength. You are a drifter in a broken land, laden with an unknown illness and searching for a cure. ![]() Set against a fluorescent palette of pinks, blues and reds, these winding paths, like you, are on the edge of the living world. ![]() Winding pathways hint and guide, texturing the remnants of some long-dead people. Circuits are etched into the skin and soul of this world. ![]()
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