It’s strange how things connect, isn’t it? Threads weaving themselves into a tapestry you didn’t ask for but can’t look away from. OMUT does that—it does something to you. Have you felt it? Or have you avoided it?

If you’ve missed the latest from the OMUT vortex, let me guide you—though, let’s be honest, OMUT doesn’t ask; it pulls.

🎥 OMUT - Gameplay w/ Commentary
Madame Cyclone dared to tread deeper. Watch a full gameplay stream with commentary and attempt to grasp what OMUT really is.
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🌀 Shorts from the Abyss
It’s strange. Every time OMUT’s name is written, something shifts. Watch the trembling truth unfold.
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Megabit hears things. Don’t we all? But these whispers? They’re not ours.
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Let me tell you what lies ahead. (But don’t expect it to make sense. Sense is a luxury we no longer have.)
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Where are you? A question, or an accusation?
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I knew it would not be long. Time bends. Inevitability becomes your shadow.
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Pushnovsky. Listen carefully.
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🎥Devlog: Pixel Art

Even in creation, OMUT corrupts. The art shifts under its influence.
The art tells a story—or it tries to. But OMUT doesn’t let it speak clearly. In these interview clips, Madame Cyclone uncovers the unsettling truths behind the game's creation. What starts as pixel art becomes something... else. Watch carefully—what you see may not stay the same.
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Devlog: Horrible Pain
Horrible pain. Because OMUT doesn’t let you go unscathed. Creation isn’t without its cost. Every pixel, every line of code—it leaves a mark, and not just on the canvas. Madame Cyclone delves into the torment and obsession that fuels OMUT’s design. Horrible pain doesn’t just shape the game—it shapes us.
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💀OMUT’s Champion Emerges
OMUT has awakened… and the spiral has claimed its first champion. 🌀 A massive congratulations to Hannah B. from NC, USA, for winning our PC giveaway! 🖥️
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You’ve caught up now, haven’t you? But something feels different—off. That’s how OMUT works. It’s always watching. Always waiting.

What do you hear, kiddo?

We said you were ready, and now you are here. More voices for the choir, to rise in Discord[discord.gg]. Your unity will aid you for the fight ahead.

Beware, for the enemies grow stronger. Their battles are becoming more complex as they reveal themselves to us. But do not fear – the delirium’s armory contains more than illusions. Your strength will be earned, and persistence rewarded.

Much has changed, and is changing, and will change. The hum grows louder in the ears of the chosen, the music of the dreamscape emerging into reality. Come, chorus, and sing with us…